Wrath of the Sister Page 18
The two voices together reverberate through my head, tire my brain, drive me insane. It began with Agnes, so long ago, but it didn’t end with her death, or Laurel’s. I’m not sure it would even end with mine. That’s my punishment, to hear their mocking voices ringing in my ears for all eternity. A prison without walls. My own private hell.
I deserve nothing less.
Other Books By This Author:
The Playground
Just an Ordinary Girl
Woman Scorned
Lost in Hardyland
Hiding Places
Sins of the Child
Torn
