"She just fell," I practice saying.
She just fell.
I need to believe it.
One landed next to her. A crow. One for sorrow. What's the next? Two for joy. There is no joy to be had today, none at all.
Three for girls and four for boys, and who knew which it was that she'd been carrying? Only that I could not let it come to term.
I hadn't meant to kill her.
I didn't think I'd meant to.
Five and six, silver and gold, the ring I'll get rid of as soon as I can. As soon as I can manage to do it without raising eyebrows.
I hit her and she fell down.
No. Just - she fell.
I need to believe it.
A secret never to be told.
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