i got out of the shower," walked downstairs, saw her standing over my father, and called the police.
no.
uh, yeah, because the bitch shot him.
his dead body with a bullet in it. .
not that i saw. but like i said, i went straight upstairs to take a shower. ' ,
i saw brooke standing over his body, drenched in his blood.
no, she'd stashed it by then. brooke rolls her eyes.
no. i was in the shower.
i guess. elle paces a bit. underdog watches from her purse on the table, intrigued by her line of questioning.
yes. i was washing my hair.
i got up, went to starbucks, went to the gym, got a perm, and came home.
yes.
yes.
two a year since i was twelve. you do the math.
because they got wet.
yes -- elle continues.
she's younger than i am. did she tell you that? how would you feel if your father married someone younger than you?
i didn't mean to shoot him --  i meant to shoot you!