Mutualistic flair
Say something Williams. Don't look at me like I have made up stories when you know I speak the truth. Who is Mehitabel your sister perhaps?" She said as she gazed at me in a piercing manner that exposed the fear in her. I could only wonder what had given her the guts to keep living with me after hearing such cold things from my mouth. It was time to own up and say the truth. Perhaps it was going to help me forgive her and move on with my life. " She's my sister quite alright and you worked for her as a maid. I have reasons to believe you stole a little quite too much from her. Perhaps all your shares as a sparrow manager was gotten from the proceeds of theft." I said, becoming scared of what might do next. Silent in reflection and unscathed, she stood up from the bed and wore her gown, my heart skipped in fear, for all I knew she could have a gun and turn violent.