Chapter 30: Chickens

"Yes, you are. Let me tell you a secret, then." Caleb nodded and kissed the back of her hand. Anna stared to the waterfall and talked in an emotionless voice. "My parents were killed right in front of me when I was one year old." Caleb gasped and caressed her cheek. "Anna that is so horrible. I am sorry." "Do not apologize. You were not the one who killed them. Some people do know what I just told you. However, everyone assumes that since I was so young my only memories are the stories told by my adoptive parents, but I have nightmares about that day almost three times per week." Caleb stared at her with alarmed eyes. "So you remember?" Anna nodded, a lone tear running down her cheek. Her lower lip was trembling. She gulped trying to ease the knot in her throat. "That is the secret." Caleb wiped the tear off and took her hand to his mouth placing a kiss on each of her knuckles. "Could you recognize the faces of the killer