Where Do You Run to?

Prologue

Where do you run to when there’s nowhere else to go? When your entire life shatters at just one pull of the trigger? Three actually if you count the separate shots to my father’s head, chest, and neck. This is my story and I’m the only one who can tell it. After all, I am the only one that actually knows who the murderer is.

I’m living with him.

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