I still have the keys. They're out of their pouches and lined up neatly on my vanity. They are normal, every day keys; at least I hope they are. The last thing I need are these three things summoning demons from the ninths circle of hell.
My dreams have been quiet. I can't remember most of them, and those that stay lodged are so mundane that they're useless.
As much as I want to, I don't want to show my girls. They want answers just as much as I do, but I don't want them to get hurt in the process. Losing Catherine destroyed me, and even after so long I still can't get over her death.
Losing them would destroy me even further.
I almost wish for a nightmare--it would bring be closer to finding her killer. I want to know where these keys go to.
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