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security, she gently pushed away the covers and
got out of bed, reaching into the drawer she pulled out a fresh
clean nightgown, pulling of the sweat drenched gown, she put the
clean one on and padded bare-feet to the kitchen. A warm glass of
milk with honey would soothe her frayed nerves. These nightmares
were taking its toll. They left her exhausted. Suzie stood at the
lounge window sipping her warm milk gazing out into the darkness.
Her hand tightening on the glass as she squinted peering into the
darkness. “Is that a figure near the
willow tree at the end of the driveway?” she asked herself. She blinked hard looking again. It was
just the shadows. Suzie shook her head and reassured herself that
her imagination was playing tricks on her with everything going on,
this was no surprise.

 
    - Chapter 12 -
     
    Suzie clutched her file tightly against her chest,
with her right hand she adjusted the strap on her handbag pulling
it higher onto her shoulder and quickly walked up to the lecture
hall. She had requested a meeting with the English lecturer. Her
studies were lagging behind. She’d been given extensions on all of
her assignments, but she knew that she wasn't coping, she'd decided
to continue only in the next semester. She needed time, she needed
to come to terms with everything that had happened in her life. She
needed to lose herself in an unknown city, away from Rosewood
Creek, away from university where every lecture room and cafeteria
reminded her of Melly and her parent’s tragic death. To date there
didn't appear to be any leads to the person responsible for her
parents death. The pain, just thinking about it was overwhelming.
She found herself blinking hard to stop the onset of fresh tears
threating to spill. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard as
she saw the kind lecturer approach her. He'd been so helpful and
kind with his twinkly blue eyes masked with concern. He'd tried to
help Suzie update her notes. She felt a bit guilty that so many
strangers like Mr. Cole had took the time to be kind and
supportive. She felt that she would be letting them down dropping
out of the semester. Suzie knew that she owed it to herself to heal
so she could begin to feel whole again. She owed it to herself, she
owed it to her parents to be okay, and they would want that!
     
    Walking away from Mr. Cole, a sense of relief washed
over her. She'd been surprised that Mr. Cole had been so
understanding and supportive telling her that she should take her
time before she renewed her studies. It was understandable. Under
the circumstance, she needed time. A lot of her friend who had
overhead them come over to wish Suzie the best, telling her that
they would look forward to seeing her next semester. Everyone was
too kind.
     
    Walking away she told herself that
she had been lucky living in a town like Rosewood Creek as people
in the country were so warm and caring, she thought that city
people would never be able to do this, a person could be drowned in
a large city. She felt blessed for that. Fishing out her keys from
her bag, a voice called out to her. It was Kyle, Craig's friend.
Suzie looked up enquiringly. What was Kyle doing racing after her?
What could be so important? She paused, greeting Kyle as he reached
her panting out of breath. “Have you heard
the news?” he exclaimed. It's all over the
radio station, breaking news, “Craig's
been arrested.” he said. Her keys fell
with a loud clang on the concrete and with a look of shock on her
face she stared at Kyle as horror etched her face. What was he
saying? It couldn't be true. Leaving Kyle standing alone she picked
up her keys, got into the car and drove off to Uncle Frank and Aunt
Lizzie. She prayed that what Kyle had told her was untrue. God
could not be so cruel.
     
    Two police vehicles were in the driveway of the
Andrews residence. The solemn looks on the officer’s face spoke
volumes, Suzie had seen it before, Aunt Lizzie lay passed out on
the couch - she'd