Chapter 80: Suspected Murder

ARIA'S POV

"There no way that can be true." I said to Uncle Jeremiah bringing the kettle down from the stove.

"So what Aria?" He asked me. "Do you think that your parents' carriage had an accident?" He raised his brow at me.

"That's what I was told." I said.

"What you were told?"

"I...mean...." I said to him stammering. "That's all that is known."

"Come on Aria." He said rising to his feet. "There is evidence right in our faces."

"No uncle!" I said making tea. "You are making all of this up."

"Why would I make things up Aria. Your mother was my sister!"

"Exactly!" I said to him putting down the kettle in a way that I was almost hurt by it's hot contents. "That's why you are prejudiced." I took a rag to clean the contents of the kettle that had spilled on the table.

"I thought that just yesterday you thought the same as me." He said looking disappointed.

"I...maybe.. still think the same thing you think but I want us to be practical." I said taking the tea I had made to him.

"What kin