Murder at Home

Aunt Rose still had the knife with her when she closed the bedroom door behind her. The very knife had been bloodstained around it and the guilt was showing itself in her eyes. She was never trembling before the way she did now. There was a bothering silence that lasted for almost six minutes until she said something to herself. "Yeah, I'm done now. I did it for my future." She was feeling extremely satisfied now that the mission was finally accomplished. She walked slowly into the kitchen ...