‘How did you pick them?’ I continue, but he says nothing. ‘How did you kill them? Did they suffer? Were they in pain? Is that why you did it? Did you abuse them first?’ ‘Shut up!’ he yells. ‘Of course I didn’t! I’d never do that to a child.’ ‘But you’d kill one.’ ‘I didn’t have parents who cared about me like you did, Mia.’ ‘A lot of people don’t. But they don’t go on to do what you’ve done.’
