The Girl From the Woods
08
Rachel had been missing for several weeks, and I never knew anything about it until I found her bruised and beaten outside my door.
Now that was all I thought about.
"You look like you had a rough night," she said as she poured me another shot of vodka.
"Yes," I answered, taking the glass.
The alcohol burned going down but I didn't care. I needed to forget about her face.
"The girl who died, did you know her?"
I shook my head. "No, I didn't. Did you?"
"I saw her a few times out in town, but never spoke to her. She was a runaway, wasn't she?"
"That's what the police said when they questioned me."
Her blue eyes widened. "You're the one they talked about on the news? But I know you. You would never hurt anyone."
"Well, I know that."
Bridget frowned and poured me another shot. "I think you need this."
What I needed was to prove I did not kill anyone.
Now that was all I thought about.
"You look like you had a rough night," she said as she poured me another shot of vodka.
"Yes," I answered, taking the glass.
The alcohol burned going down but I didn't care. I needed to forget about her face.
"The girl who died, did you know her?"
I shook my head. "No, I didn't. Did you?"
"I saw her a few times out in town, but never spoke to her. She was a runaway, wasn't she?"
"That's what the police said when they questioned me."
Her blue eyes widened. "You're the one they talked about on the news? But I know you. You would never hurt anyone."
"Well, I know that."
Bridget frowned and poured me another shot. "I think you need this."
What I needed was to prove I did not kill anyone.