She really couldn’t be asking these questions! How I had prayed that she wouldn’t become suspicous. I had no other choice. She was begining to wonder, and that wasn’t good. But maybe…..maybe I could stop her curiosity. Maybe if she got to know me even more, or maybe when she started to love me, then she could realize I could never had a part in Andrew’s death.
I looked up at her, her eyes filled with so many unanswered questions, questions I had no plans in answering. But maybe she would never ask those questions. Maybe I wouldn’t have to answer them. Maybe I could stir her away from Andrew and back to me. Maybe that would work.
So instead I asked her where she wanted to go for our first date. At that question she glowed, and I thought, maybe we won’t have a problem.