Chapter 63 JUSTICE

By the time I reached home, the time was ten minutes past eleven. But I saw the car parked in front of my house and knew that Stephen, Sarah's brother, had come to see me.

I parked the car and got out, and then Stephen came out of his car too. I walked to him, and he came and embraced me.

"I am so sorry," he said, and then he cleaned the tears from his eyes.

I was crying too.

"I shouldn't have left her alone," I said. "It was my fault. I shouldn't have left her."

Stephen pulled back from me. He cleaned more tears from his face.

"Is that what you think this is?" he asked. "Are you blaming yourself for Sarah's death? Are you the one who drove the car that knocked and killed her?"

I took a deep breath. "But if I was there with her…if I had gone with her, Sarah would be alive. It was all my fault; I shouldn't have let her go alone. I should have gone with her."

"Nonsense. You had work, and she needed to collect her gown. What could you have done? Would you have asked her to go to the of