CHAPTER 4: The Truth
While Lyah, Cynthia and Lizzie were packing their bags. I quickly snatched the locket from my aunt’s clammy, cold hand. She was laying on the floor, lifeless. Would Lyah accuse me of my aunt’s sudden fall?If she did, would I be trialed or sent to jail straightaway sent to prison? Whatever I do, I have to be careful. I packed a few clothes and of course the locket. This locket is more stranger than a detective movie. In the boarding house, once a year, we got to watch one movie.
Every year, we chose a detective movie. Now I hardly get a break. The only time I get to relax my body are meal-times and when I am sleeping. Oh…, how I crave my life back at the boarding house. I don’t even get to watch anything on the television. Sometimes I creep downstairs, only to my aunt and her three daughters watching ” A Royal Family’s Life.” I find that show boring. So before we went to the hospital, Lyah took some money from my aunt’s purse. Cynthia sneaked some money into her pocket. She was going to buy candy. Cynthia loved candy,…she was CRAZY for it! I wasn’t going to dob on her to Lyah. Lyah would just sneer rude remarks, such as, “Liar, you never tell the truth” or “Why do you care, you have probably done it before”.
Lyah ordered me to get the wheelbarrow from the garden. With great effort, I heaved the wheelbarrow towards Lyah. Then Lyah’s plan with the wheelbarrow made sense. She was going to place our aunt into the wheelbarrow and of course make me push it to to hospital. If Lyah asked me to push the wheelbarrow, which was 99% going to happen, I would refuse. The wheelbarrow alone was quite heavy, but my aunt on it, would be unimaginable. My aunt won’t do any exercise or even lift a finger to help me in my chores. Not to mention she only eats sweets and junk food. I could already imagine me fainting, because of the strain. No matter what, I had to convince Lyah to not make me push it, but people change.
Surprise, surprise! Lyah heaved my aunt onto the wheelbarrow and started pushing. Lizzie and Cynthia silently followed. I stayed as still as a statue, with my mouth hanging wide open and I didn’t care if flies got into my mouth.
“Daisy are you coming. we’re going to the hospital,” Lyah said with a monotonous voice. I was even more surprised. Lyah didn’t hint a single bit of rudeness and called me my proper name. I paused, expecting a mean comment to shoot out from her mouth.
“Well, hurry up! Are you coming?” Lizzie blurted out impatiently.
Before making my decision, I thought,”If I don’t go with them, then I can escape and maybe live with Maisie.” Then guilt washed over me. It was partially my fault that my aunt fainted and Lyah, Lizzie and Cynthia probably did not know how to take care of themselves, because everything was always done for them.
I sighed and replied,”Yes, I will come with you.”
We shuffled our way through the crowds and made our way to the hospital. When we reached the hospital, Lyah explained our situation. Taking pity on us, the nurses let us in. The doctor met us in a few minutes and examined our aunt.
“What is her name?” he questioned.
Lyah responded,”Cordiella Spier.”
Cynthia squealed,” No…, her name is Cordiella Greg!”
Lizzie shook her head and said,” Cordiella Smith.”
Confused, I said,” She told me her name was Cordiella Stout.”
The doctor frowned and said,” Her identification card says her name is Cordiella Johnson.”
