Disclaimer: I don't own The Yewbeams or the fact that Solange died.
Chapter One
"Mum!" cried Venetia, hearing here mothers scream, and rushing towards the castle.
When she got there she found Paton lying on his mother, crying.
"Mummy, please w-wake up…"
"Paton?" Venetia stepped cautiously towards him abs her mum.
"She's d-dead, N-Nita, m-mummy's d-dead…" he sobbed in response, never removing her face from his mother's shoulder.
Venetia slowly walked over and dropped to her mother's side.
"What happened in here?" Yolanda Yewbeam walked down the stairs.
"You pushed her!" screamed Paton. "You took away my mummy!" he leaped up and started hitting Yolanda.
"Paton stop she didn't do…" that's when it hit her:
Yolanda's calm air and slight smile; it was as if she didn't care that her neice was dead. Venetia's mum was lying at the bottom of the same stairs that Yolanda had come down.
"You… you d-did didn't you?" asked Venetia beginning to cry as Paton continued to punch the woman who had killed her mother and now she didn't even try to stop him, for he was right.
James Yewbeam, Venetia's father came into the room.
"Paton why are you hitting—" he saw Solange on the floor with his youngest daughter crying over her.
"What… happened?" he asked, hoping upon hope that Solange was okay.
"Aunt Yolanda killed mummy!" screamed Paton running into his father's arms, while Venetia stared at the utterly lifeless face of her mother, she fell onto her mom and hugged her, shaking with grief.
James stared in horror at his dead wife, crying daughter, and Yolanda's calm air.
"I did no such thing," she said calmly, "silly woman must have fallen."
"D-daddy, wh-what am I supposed to d-do n-now? I need mummy t-to l-live… I… I can't l-live without her."
Seeing his wife dead was hard enough, but to see his children broken over it broke his heart.