Blackbird. N.D. Gomes
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Название: Blackbird
Автор: N.D. Gomes
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Книги для детей: прочее
isbn: 9780008184896
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I’m suddenly back in the hospital room, my last memory of her fading.
How do you tell your best friends that your sister’s been murdered? What do I expect them to say?
‘Alex?’
Birkens is looking at me like he’s just said something. He’s waiting.
‘What did you say?’
‘What did you talk about that night?’
‘I think I told you all this – school, friends. Mum was telling us about our cousin.’
He shifts forward, leaning closer into me, and bows his head slightly like he’s thinking about what to ask next.
‘She seemed worried at dinner,’ I say, watching as his head pops up quickly.
‘Worried? How?’
‘I don’t know. I was just thinking about that evening, and she seemed a little quieter than usual.’
‘How was she acting?’
‘Fidgety? She seemed to be elsewhere at the table while we talked. I thought maybe she was bored at the time but now I’m not so sure. Now I think she was worried about something.’
‘That’s good. You’re beginning to remember things, question things. That’s what will help us in the investigation.’
The door clicks open and Allans is standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets. He nods to Birkens who nods back, words apparently not needed between two colleagues. I wonder if there has been any new information since I woke, if he has just seen my parents, if he was the one who had to pull back the sheet on my sister’s body to expose her face and watch how they responded.
Birkens should have been the one to do it. They know him best. He’s the one in charge of this whole investigation. He’s the one who promised us that he would find her. He’s the one who failed us.
But he couldn’t. He’s here with me, because I was weak and collapsed. He felt responsible and now I’m here taking up precious investigation time. Maybe I’m the one who failed us.
‘I’m very sorry,’ Allans says, glancing awkwardly at me as he shifts closer to the hospital bed. He looks scared, timid, like he’s approaching a wild, unpredictable animal.
I’m not going to break. I can handle this. I think.
‘Alex, did your sister say anything to you before she left? Can you remember the last thing she said to you?’
I look down at my fingers as they fidget with the blanket on my bed. Squeezing the fabric in my hand, voices in the corridor get louder. The hospital seems busy today. The light beams in from the window, making my eyes sting a little.
‘I don’t remember,’ I finally say. ‘I don’t remember the last thing I said to her, or that she said to me.’
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