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Colt 15
JANELLE POV
I hold mom against my chest as she weeps for my sister. Detective Barnes left hours ago after telling us the news and letting us know that he would be bringing Chanelle's belongs by tomorrow.
I can't seem to shake my shocked brain awake. I haven't shed a single tear, and I know my mother must think I'm a monster. I feel completely numb. I feel as if I have no emotion to speak of.
Mom finally quiets after another thirty minutes, and I walk her to bed. She doesn't say a word to me, and I don't say one to her. It's like we are both lost in our grief.
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(Next morning)"Thank you, Detective Barnes," I say as I take the bag of belongings my sister had in her jail cell.
"You're welcome.....I feel like I need to warn you...when the correctional officers packed her things, they did find some letters addressed to you and your mom," Barns says, and my stomach twists.
I nod, and Barnes give
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