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Gianna glanced over at her, “do you remember the accident?” 
    Bianca hadn’t really thought about that.  She remembered the moments before it.  She remembered the chattering between them.  Emma was turning around to talk to her.  Brian was grumbling at them both to keep still because of the weather. 
    “A…bit.”  She shrugged.  “But not clearly.”  Now it was her turn.  “Gianna, what happened to Dad?” 
    Gianna turned her Volkswagen into the driveway.  She pressed the button on the garage door opener.  She watched it open in the darkness. 
    “He shot himself.” 
    “Where?”  Bianca murmured.  Gianna pulled the car into the garage.  She sat for a moment before cutting off the engine.  
    “In the garage.  At our house.” 
    “No one talks about it.”  Bianca looked at Gianna in the yellow garage light. 
    “Mom found him.”  Gianna murmured.  “She was upset.” 
    “Obviously.”  Bianca couldn’t imagine what that must have been like.  Her father had been such a sweet, loving man.  To know that he could have hurt himself.  “Was Dad depressed?” 
    “He was upset…”  Gianna shrugged.  “But it didn’t seem too bad, you know?  I mean we were all upset.” 
    Bianca didn’t understand.  She couldn’t imagine how much pain her family had been in from an accident.  She had to ask what she was thinking, even though she didn’t want to say it. 
    “Did anyone…”  She paused to gather her thoughts.  “Did anyone think that it…might not have been suicide?” 
    Beside her, Gianna turned in her seat to look at her.  With her other hand, she reached for the door handle. 
    “Who would want to kill Dad?” 
    Bianca had a suspicion, but she didn’t want to say it.  Actually, she didn’t have to.  The other car pulled into the driveway and then into the garage.  Kevin waved to them.  Sighing, Bianca got out of the car. 
    “Where were you girls?”  Kevin asked.  Patti came around to stand beside him.  His arm immediately went around her. 
    “Out at Ray’s.”  Gianna moved to Bianca’s side.  “B was singing.” 
    “Really?”  Patti looked surprised.  Kevin looked a bit turned off.  “Bianca, you know I always said-.” 
    “I know what you always said.”  Bianca smiled.  “I’m pretty tired.  I think I’m going to bed.”  She headed into house.  Something was uncomfortable.  She didn’t know what, or why, but something was already wrong. 
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    Keith had become an escape for her.  Keith was not her family who looked at her weird, or didn’t want to talk about things that had happened while she was in a coma.  Keith wanted her to sing, and she did. 
    She’d started spending more time with him.  It became less about the band and more about the two of them.  Every now and then, they grabbed food when he walked away from Ray’s.  He never questioned why she didn’t drive.  Bianca appreciated that.               
    One evening, Keith’s band had played the set which would be the last before it turned twenty-one and over.  His band was staying for the show.  Keith wanted to leave. 
    “You want to go somewhere quieter?”  He was packing up his guitar. 
    “Such as?”  She had a feeling what he was suggesting.  He finished putting the guitar away, slinging the case over his shoulder. 
    “I don’t live far.  We could order a pizza, chat for a bit.”  They did a lot of chatting, but it was usually on rushed time.  As much as she thought that this might not be her best idea, she did want to be alone with him. 
    “Drop me off after?” 
    “Absolutely.”  He took her hand.  She smiled, and willingly gave in.  She decided right then and there that she didn’t care what the rest of the night brought. 
    He did live close-only a few blocks away.  It was a small apartment on top of a store.  He unlocked the door, ushering her in.  While it looked like a guy lived there, it was