Seeing the Rolls-Royce parked at the gate drove away, I threw back the quilt and sat up from the bed.
I gently touched the photo frame on the bedside table with my fingertips, and the girl in the photo was hugging me and smiling.
I thought, "Sharon, I met your parents and brother today.
I also saw the culprit who killed you.
They were disappointing, but that's okay.
I will change them before sending them to meet you."
