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Right before Chris shut the attic door on me, I turned,

"Wait, Chris. I have to say good bye to them. What if they take them to the hospital?" I pleaded and Chris relented, allowing me to walk back and kiss each of their cheeks. They were both still sleeping, their breath was shallow.

"Come on Cathy, they could be back here any moment."

I sighed and walked back up to the attic, wondering if mother was going to come back to keep up the appearance that she cared.

As I was sitting on the ancient piano stool, absently pecking at the out of tune keys, I heard the downstairs door open. I ran to hide behind the attic door, so I could hear everything.

"I'm getting pretty good at this." I thought, remembering this is the second time I've hid and listened to conversations today.

I heard two footsteps and then Chris said,

"Hi, momma. Thanks for coming on such short notice."

"Oh, no problem, my dear." I could just see her reaching up and patting his face.

"O.k. boy get on with it!" The grandmother was getting impatient. I shuddered just thinking about her.

"Well, the twins aren't getting any better and Cathy and I thought that maybe you could take them to the hospital."

"ohh." mother said and then, "Where is Cathy, by the way?"

"Oh she's practicing ballet, up stairs." Chris replied, and continued,

"So about, the twins?"

"Yes, the twins...I guess we have to take them to a hospital, since they're not getting much better." My mother actually did a wonderful job of sounding sad when she wanted to.

I heard Chris let out a relieved sigh. And then my mother spoke again,

"Mother if you could get Cory, I'll get Carrie." I heard them pick up the children.

"Good bye, momma." Chris said as they were leaving.

"Good bye Chris, we'll bring the twins back as soon as their well."

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I tried to touch the child as little as possible, keeping him completely wrapped in the green blanket. I turned around and locked the door. Neither children had yet wakened. When I was sure we were out of hearing distance I said to Corrine,

"So what do you plan to do with them, now? There are not any other quarters for them to live in, and the servants return tomorrow."

It annoyed me, that she would make such an important decision, but after her father died and left everything to her, I felt it best to leave this "issue" up to her. I hoped that the children would have died sooner and she would be off with her stupid husband on another vacation soon. And Now because of her selfishness and her spawn's lustfulness, there'd be another screaming brat to deal with.

"I'm taking them to my room, mother. I don't need you, once you put Cory down you may go." Corrine whispered in an strained voice. We walked into her room, oh how I detested this room! I quickly put the boy down, happy to be rid of the load, and turned to leave. But no, I wanted to see what she did. I stood by the door and watched her looking at her two children. The little girl had woken up, her eyes widening with the sight of her mother.

"momma, is that you?" The girl whispered weakly but nonetheless reached up to wrap her arms around her mother's neck.

"Yes, it's me sweetie." Responded Corrine, tears forming in her eyes.

"I don't feel good momma." Carrie whined as Corrine lifted her up again holding her.

"I know, I have something to make you feel better." Corrine carried her daughter with her as she went to her nightstand, opened the drawer and undid the combination lock. Inside, was her supply of powdered arsenic, which she would take with her every morning downstairs while I prepared the mice's meals for the day. She took the bottle unscrewed it and dumped half of the contents into a spare glass that she had drank water from earlier that day. She used the tip of her finger to mix the water and arsenic together. The girl was watching her with wide eyes.

"What is that, mommy?" The girl asked, slumped against her mother.

"It's medicine, to make you feel better. Daddy sent it to me from heaven. He wants you to get better." Corrine said, her voice was no longer shaky but deadly calm. The girl looked suspicious, but truthfully was really too tired to really think about it.

Corrine tipped the contents of the glass into the child's mouth. About half way through the girl choked, but Corrine kept the glass upturned and the girl had no choice but to swallow. Then the glass was empty...

"There, feel better?"

"I'm tired, mommy."

"Good that means it's working."

"Is Cory going to get medicine too, mommy?" The girl asked as Corrine lay her back down on the bed.

"Yes, I have some for him too, now sleep."

The girl's eyes had shut. The boy was still sleeping.

Corrine went to the bathroom to refill the glass of water. On her way back to the bed she saw me standing in the shadows.

"Well if you're going to stay here, you're going to have to help me carry them elsewhere."

"That's Fine, seeing you stoop to such depths of murder is worth it...although I agree, it's the least you could do, they were never meant to be alive." She gave me a dirty look and turned back the boy. She filled the second glass of water with the poison, and tipped the contents into the boy's mouth as well. I wouldn't be surprised if that one drowned before the poison worked. Corrine got up and picked up Cory.

"O.k. take Carrie." I walked toward Carrie and grudgingly picked her up.

"Where are you planning on taking them?"

"Father's old trophy rooms, no one goes in there and it is locked all of the time."

"What, don't want to bury them alive? You're really too kind." I taunted.

"No, I just don't want them waking up and somehow crawling far enough to alert anyone."

We arrived at the trophy room. In the dim light I saw Malcolm's portrait, his eyes glittering. However, this time, instead of a displeased scrawl, it looked as if he were...smiling.

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