Chapter 93: Test the Waters

LUCREZIA

My mother died when I was six so I only have a few memories of her. The only thing that helped me to remember her by were the old pictures she had that my father kept for her.

In six years of living with my mother, how could she have taught me anything aside from how to read and write?

My father told me that my mother died after a bullet pierced her heart. Her death was fast and swift something that no one had expected to happen. At one moment my mother was alive and perfectly well and then the next a loud shot just rang before she fell dead to the ground.

Just like that she died before her daughters could even know the meaning of death.

Since my mother’s death was associated with a gun, the police immediately got involved. Our family had to push the police away by reporting that mother’s death was an accident. The same story is also told to our family friends who had no idea about our illegal business.

As if a gunshot that was aimed right on my mother’s chest was an acc