“Just the two of us. I’m four years older. Our mother died in a gun accident when Jude was eight and I was twelve. Jude didn’t see it happen, but she was on site, staying in the family cabin up north. She saw the aftermath. Everybody freaking. My dad out of his mind. I’m sure seeing adults lose it like that, seeing her own father fall apart, had to be tough on a kid. I think that’s when she started getting weird. Understandable, right? Shortly after that, she became paranoid. Delusional. She started saying our father killed our mother. She just wouldn’t let it go.”
