[00:12.90]A Preface to Murder
[00:15.63]Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
[00:21.43]Sometimes life deals us a bad hand.
[00:25.26]Sometimes it is hard to go on.
[00:28.98]Sometimes evil triumphs over good.
[00:32.80]Nancy sighed heavily as
[00:35.98]she pulled her daughter’s
[00:37.51]diary from the drawer.
[00:38.93]She leaned forward to
[00:41.01]examine the familiar writing.
[00:42.87]A postcard with a colored sketch
[00:45.71]fell onto the floor from the book.
[00:48.45]The drawing was a picture
[00:50.75]of a long curved sandy beach
[00:53.15]on a tropical island;
[00:54.90]of course it would be Montserrat.
[00:57.65]She felt clumsy as
[01:00.71]she knelt to retrieve the picture.
[01:03.22]Under no circumstances could
[01:06.18]she forgive or forget the criminals
[01:08.47]who tortured her beautiful Megan.
[01:10.77]It was difficult not to
[01:14.49]feel bitter about the events
[01:16.24]of the preceding year.
[01:17.88]She grabbed a tissue to
[01:20.61]wipe away the tears that
[01:22.15]came to her eyes.
[01:23.57]She had shed so many tears
[01:26.19]in the past year
[01:28.39]since her daughter’s murder.
[01:29.59]Nancy recognized that she was
[01:32.43]suffering from psychological problems
[01:34.73]and had really become indifferent
[01:37.46]to the events in her daily life.
[01:40.42]She began to shake
[01:42.82]and then to weep.
[01:44.36]When would there be an answer
[01:46.44]to this damn nightmare? |