章 61: Portrait of a Dead Woman

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"So you lost your brother at Disheyland? Yeah, I don't think that can hold up with being attacked by a seal." 

Parker flashes Nox his middle finger. "It was a near death experience, okay? My parents would have killed me."

"Sure."

Judy chuckles. "That girl should have known you're not from California. First of all, your accent is way too thick. But also, we don't say 'Cali'. It's California."

"You're from Cali...fornia?" 

"Yeah, what did you think?"

Parker shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know, maybe Iowa or some shit."

I watch as Judy's expression changes from amused to offended.

"Iowa!?"

Clemens raises his hands. "Quiet, children. There is no need to bicker. We have one more story to listen to."

When he looks at me, I sink deeper into my chair.

"Isabella, why don't you tell us about the night you almost died? What exactly happened?"