“You never said you were going to kill her,” Penny said. “What difference does that make?” “The difference is that if you’re going there, you could come up with something.” Penny crossed her arms and glared at her brother. “I can’t. I don’t know how many times I have to repeat this. It doesn’t matter what I do, what anyone does. No one can save her.” He looked skyward in frustration and sighed. “Do you think I want to do this?” “Can’t you bring her here?”
