A Strong Woman

Michael POV:

I drove at an average speed and carefully while I trailed behind her. We both pulled infront of her house at the same time. I stepped out of the car and waited for her to do the same before walking hand in hand into the house

Mrs. Hardy looked up expectantly, and with faint surprise, when she saw me come in the door with her daughter. I saw her face fell, the excitement disappearing, I presume she saw the worrying expression on her daughter's face.

She was propped up on the sofa with pillows. She look from Aurora to me back to Aurora again giving each a suspicious look. “You have the results of the autopsy,” she guessed. “That floozie poisoned my husband, didn’t she?” she added, eyes flashing. “I want her drawn and quartered!”

I smiled at Aurora. “Didn’t I tell you?” i mused.

She nodded. “Yes, you did sir.” She put down her things and went to sit beside her mother on the sofa and pull her close. “We’re going to find her and send her away for years and years,” she promi