My Best Friend, My Killer: A Reborn Revenge

chime. It was Debra Fowler, standing on my porch, a cli

chen, a bright, helpful smile on her f

read that followed, the fall down the porch stair

ng a movie of my own death. Molly had smile

use, my inheritance, and Matthew, De

eb, use his death to turn the neighborhood against me, the

This time, I k