Chapter 29
Matt turned off the light next to Corinne's bed and looked down on her face as the setting sun displayed dancing shadows on the walls of her bedroom. After the questioning of the officers and the calls to family members of the two dead men, she had quite simply broken down and cried. But only in front of him. Never during the whole ordeal did she shed a tear, in front of the officers or on the phone with the rest of the Swann family, with whom she had insisted that she speak to. He was proud of her, since he knew that he himself had wanted to cry throughout the day at the lives that had been lost by the insanity of one worthless man who hopefully would burn in hell for all the cruelty he had unleashed in the world. He stood up quietly from the side of the bed he had sat on and noiselessly walked out into the dark hallway. He didn't turn on any lights. Somehow it didn't seem appropriate. As he walked into his own bedroom he heard his phone ringing and knowing who it would be, he picked up the phone.
"Hey Jeff," Matt said grimly.
"How is she?"
"I finally got her to sleep. I think she blames herself."
"No...don't think that Matt, she's a smart girl, she should know that this is no ones fault."
"Yeah I know Jeff, but you know as well as I do that your mind can tell you one thing, but inside where it counts, your heart will tell you lies that you can't escape."
"I know Matt. I couldn't believe it when I heard the news. Taylor is on her way there now, and you know I'll be there as soon as I can."
"I know bro. I'm glad Taylor's coming. I mean I know that Corinne trusts me but I'm not sure I can say anything that'll make her feel any better."
"I don't think anyone can."
There was silence between the two brothers and it was in that brief stillness that they could both feel what the other was thinking. No words needed to be exchanged between them.
"Bye Jeff."
"Bye Matt."
Matt turned off the light next to Corinne's bed and looked down on her face as the setting sun displayed dancing shadows on the walls of her bedroom. After the questioning of the officers and the calls to family members of the two dead men, she had quite simply broken down and cried. But only in front of him. Never during the whole ordeal did she shed a tear, in front of the officers or on the phone with the rest of the Swann family, with whom she had insisted that she speak to. He was proud of her, since he knew that he himself had wanted to cry throughout the day at the lives that had been lost by the insanity of one worthless man who hopefully would burn in hell for all the cruelty he had unleashed in the world. He stood up quietly from the side of the bed he had sat on and noiselessly walked out into the dark hallway. He didn't turn on any lights. Somehow it didn't seem appropriate. As he walked into his own bedroom he heard his phone ringing and knowing who it would be, he picked up the phone.
"Hey Jeff," Matt said grimly.
"How is she?"
"I finally got her to sleep. I think she blames herself."
"No...don't think that Matt, she's a smart girl, she should know that this is no ones fault."
"Yeah I know Jeff, but you know as well as I do that your mind can tell you one thing, but inside where it counts, your heart will tell you lies that you can't escape."
"I know Matt. I couldn't believe it when I heard the news. Taylor is on her way there now, and you know I'll be there as soon as I can."
"I know bro. I'm glad Taylor's coming. I mean I know that Corinne trusts me but I'm not sure I can say anything that'll make her feel any better."
"I don't think anyone can."
There was silence between the two brothers and it was in that brief stillness that they could both feel what the other was thinking. No words needed to be exchanged between them.
"Bye Jeff."
"Bye Matt."