This place was pristine back in my day, a far cry from how it appears now. While Dad kept up with the indoor maintenance, the garden was Mum’s domain. I can still picture her out here, floral gloves on, a pair of secateurs in her hand and a bag full of pruned twigs and stalks by her feet. She looked at peace in nature. However, towards the end of our time here, even that wasn’t enough to satisfy her.
Dave's parents were the psychos? Maybe he was the narrator in the prologue? The bait that got all the victims?? Did Debbie save him from that situation? ~Z
