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Finally morning came. Samara, who had entertained herself the rest of the night by tearing off her dolls' heads and sticking them in the toilet, ran into the hall and right outside her parents' bedroom door. She heard the floor creak as her mom and dad slowly climbed out of bed. Samara pressed her ear against the door, listening for the tinyest little sound that might indicate that the pile of clothes she had placed on the dresser had been noticed. Like maybe a scream, or a slapping noise, or--

"SAMARA!"

"Huh?" Samara said. Had she heard incorrectly?

The bedroom door was pulled open and Samara fell into the room. Her mother towered over her with a big frown on her face.

"WHY?" she yelled. "WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?"

"What are you talking about?" Samara said innocently, peeking her head into the bedroom. "Those are dad's clothes!"

"That's what I'm talking about!" Anna said. "Why did you pile his clothes on the dresser!"

Samara's mouth dropped open. She just stared at her mother.

"You mean to tell me that you think I--"

"YES, I THINK YOU DID IT!" Anna hollered. "What reason could your father possibly have for doing that?"

Samara thought for a moment. Then she said, "Maybe he was trying to cover up something BAD he did."

Anna raised one eyebrow. "Explain," she said dully.

"Well," Samara began, "suppose my dear old father happened to have accidentally damaged a personal belonging of yours. Wouldn't he want to cover it up so you wouldn't notice?"

For a minute Anna said nothing. Then she said, "What did you do?"

"NOTHING!" Samara screached. But it was too late. Anna walked over to the heap of clothes and shoved it all off.

There was a clinking sound. Anna looked down at the ground. The broken necklace had fallen to the floor with the heap of clothes.

Anna just stared down at the necklace. She just stared. Samara stood there, frozen with fear, her eyes squeezed shut. Trying to prepare herself for the explosion.

But it never came.

Anna knelt down and took the necklace in her hands. Then she wimpered, "Oh, what have I done? I didn't trust you, Samara, and because of that I've broken my favorite necklace. I'm so sorry."

Samara opened her eyes. "Wh-what did you say?"

Anna looked up at her. "I said I was sorry. For not trusting you."

So her mom thought that she had broken it right then and there? For a moment, Samara felt like she should tell the truth and admit her wrongdoings. But only for a moment.

"Yes, well, it might take me a while to forgive you..." Samara said mournfully. "You really did damage my emotional well-being. I am very sensitive, you know..."

"I have an idea," said Anna. "To make up for it, I'll take you to Toys R' Us and get you any toy you want. How does that sound?"

Samara almost forgot to pretend to be sad. "That's great!...I mean, I suppose that would heal my poor little heart..."

"And as for you," Anna said, turning to Richard. "Samara was probably right! You've never liked my necklace, and I'll bet you put those clothes there so I'd forget to wear it! Well you can forget about desert tonight! And for the next week!"

Richard glared at Samara.

"Hear that, Tubby?" Samara said. "Maybe now you'll lose some weight!"

While Richard and Samara were downstairs eating breakfast, Anna went to have a shower. But after a minute she came back downstairs and said, "Would anyone like to tell me why there were shards of black glass lying in the bathtub?"

Samara went to call Evelyn.

THE END

Sorry the ending was so short, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway. Sorry if it sucked. I kind of rushed on it.