Not normal. She never came to our house, mostly because I told me wife I never wanted to see her sister again. But there she was anyway. And then I'd ...ome back to reality for a few horrid seconds. Yeah, I'd say to myself. She's here because my wife is dead.And then there were a whole group of people coming in and out of my house. Some I knew, some I didn't. They were saying things to me I wasn't hearing, grabbing my hands, kissing my cheeks, smelling too strongly of something, then, thankfully. She told Sarah not to wait for them to eat if they were hungry. They’d probably get some take-aways in so she and Nicole ought to grab something in town. She was sorry that it was taking so long. Sarah reassured her that it was fine. “Are you having fun?” Daniela had asked.Sarah had cringed. “Oh Danny I’m sorry but we’re spending too much money. Nicky’s dragging me around the shops like a woman possessed!”Daniela had chuckled softly. “Oh let her have a bit of fun Sarah. If she goes too mad I’ll. Brrring Brrring the phone interrupted.Janice picked it up. "Hello?" Janice?" said a raspy voice on the other end of the line."Yes?" Lady Janice?" The caller sounded unnatural, like he was disguising his voice."Who is this?" Lady Janice of Sterling?" said the voice.Janice froze, all thoughts instantly wiped from her brain. In her mind she saw an envelope which said 'Lady Janice of Sterling' on it. She opened the imaginary envelope, took out a piece of paper and read out-loud:I want Paul to be. Then he waddled toward the woods near the edge of the parking lot, leaving me lying on the ground in a pool of my own blood.Unfortunately, the mall security car turned into a different parking lot before catching sight of me. I knew that there was no one else around to help me, especially at this time of night, so I reached deep inside to find the strength to fight for my life.I remembered that my cell phone was in my bag by the car. If I could make my way to it, I could call for help. Putting.