'I know.' She smiled. She'd obviously already read the book and was pleased with her portrayal.
'How did you find out about…' and she leaned in, lowering her voice, 'my father and, well, you know?'
'Mostly your mom and some newspaper articles. I suspected Jared had to kill him to end the abuse and that's partly why Jared was the way he was. Did I do okay?'
'Oh, yes, I loved the book,' she said, hugging it to her. 'Even if you did get a few things wrong or rather used creative… what was it?'
'Creative license. You know,' and he pulled her aside, indicating to Erin and the waiting line of people that he'd only be another minute or two, 'I never would have believed you were capable of doing what you ended up having to do.'
'Really?' She leaned in close again. 'What you didn't realize was that it wasn't the first time for me.'
'Excuse me?' He wasn't sure what she meant.
'My father?' She looked around to make sure there was enough chatter behind her that she couldn't be overheard. 'It wasn't Jared that night. He just cleaned up the mess.'
Andrew stared at her, only now realizing what she was saying, that she had killed her father and not Jared.
'So can you autograph my copy to me and Charlie?'
