Chapter 42

I gaze at him for a while then look away. I remember everything Liam told me. About his mother and little sister, Flora, dying. He said she was attacked. And so was Flora. I remember him telling me that she loved to place daisy's in her hair and as I peer out into the field of flowers, I can image her running threw it, blonde hair shining and giggles escaping her petal pink lips. I imagine Liam too. Young Liam chasing after his sister and his mother standing nearby, calling out to them not to wander too far. My heart plummets into my stomach. I glance at Liam again, to find him staring off into the distance. Perhaps he's reminiscing as well.  If I hadn't known that Liam grew up here and his mother and sister died here, I wouldn't think this tiny little town was possible of death. It was so peaceful and hell, this place was called Sun Valley.  Looks can be deceiving, then again.  A horrid thought fills my head