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"Abby?" The torch beam swung towards a honack bush, the red berries glimmered in the light, some had been pecked off by an animal or bird, and a few lay scattered on the ground, smooth, shiny, and deadly poisoness. Deadly enough to kill a child. A little girl. The beam swung away back to the dirt road. Lucy and her little sister of five, Abigail were visiting their relatives in Norfolk for Christmas. The journey from their current foster home had been a long one, and they were tired and woozy on arrival. Their relatives had four children, Timmy, Jack, Katelyn and Joseph. They offered to take the duo on after their Mother and Father died, and they did, for a while. But problems arose and they found that six children were too hard to manage, and gave them back to the social services. Now Lucy and Abigail come once a month, and for events like Easter and Christmas. Abigail didn't know better, she didn't mind where she was as long as she was with Lucy, and Lucy was always with Abigail. Lucy never let her eyes off her little five year old sister. Never. Until that fateful Christmas Eve, where the mirror of Lucy's life shattered into tiny little pieces on a fluffy, cream carpet.
Chapter One - Christmas Eve
