Did she really kill her own father? Some say yes and some say no.


    Brooklyn doesn''t look like a murderess.


    She walks calmly up the stairs to the stage glancing at everyone as she slowly goes up viewing the crowd. She shakes the mayor''s hand as she accepts the award. Top student in the region. She moves over to the microphone to give her speech of acceptance and love. Her words are delicate, like crystal shards falling upon the recepetive ears. The crowd rewards her speech with a big round of applause but it passes her as she is busy looking for someone amongst the crowd. She is seeking a face among the visitors in the front row. She finds who she is looking for a young man. They both smile.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.


    He knows the answer.