It s too sad she can t see these for herself. The words fall from her mouth, heavy with condolence. She retrieves the paper from the glass table at the base of the steps. Kathy, the lady who has been cleaning for Faith for ages, had put it there earlier that morning. She notices that she hasn t shut the front door, so she does so, pushing it closed with her foot and locking it.
Pea rifles through the first two sections of the paper.
She knows Faith loves the attention she gets and likes teasing her whenever possible. And I was so looking forward to going out with a bang. She laughs faintly and continues. The man is a lunatic. It s that simple.