To: Jonas Zebila
From: Abi Zebila
Subject: Your brother!!!!!
Friday, 14 August 2015
Jonas,
Ivor is pissing me off. After weeks of pretending she doesn’t exist, he’s back on his obsession about Clemency but it’s so much worse than before and now he does it front of Mummy and Daddy. Thankfully, he doesn’t do it in front of Lily-Rose. If he did, I think I’d take his head off.
‘It’s her, she killed Gran. It’s got to be. Gran was all right till she showed up.’ He says that about a million times a day. All right, not a million but you get what I mean. He just won’t let it go. Mummy is having none of it. She keeps telling him to stop being so wicked and to stop saying things that aren’t true and couldn’t possibly be true. Will he listen? No.
Daddy’s not talking much. He mostly listens to Ivor as though he can’t really hear what he’s saying. For all his not liking cuddles, whenever Lily goes to him, climbs on his lap and puts her arms around him and her head on his chest because he looks so sad, he doesn’t go all rigid and uncomfortable like usual. Now he just lets her sit there and I think it’s comforting to him.
I wish Ivor would stop. Yesterday, he’d been going on and on once Lily was in bed, about how Clemency had a lot to be angry about and ‘this is the way she starts to get revenge on the people who were there at the time. I’m telling you, Abi, she did it. Or she made Gran do it.’
‘Oh, right, yeah,’ I said. ‘Since when has anyone ever made Gran do anything, ever?’
‘She was ill. Illness does all sorts to people. It messes with their minds, changes who they are. She was old and she was ill and this so-called sister of yours got to her.’
‘Right, when we’ve always been around? How did she get into our house if we’ve been around all the time?’
He thought about that one, then he said, ‘It’s really easy to steal someone’s key, get a new one cut and then put it back before they’ve even noticed. How many times has she been in the corridor, huh? All alone, all the keys to the house right there hanging up in the key cupboard. Does anyone ever lock it and put the key to it somewhere safe? Nope.’
I felt really bad cos he had a point. But still. ‘She didn’t do that. She’s not that sort of person. I’ve got to know her really well. She wouldn’t do that.’
‘You only know what she wants you to know. I’m telling you, she did this. And she’s not going to get away with it – I’m going to make sure of that by going to the police.’
What do you think? From everything I’ve told you about Clemency, our sister, do you think she could have done something to Gran, or worked on her to get Gran to do it herself? Gran was too ill, though. Most times Mummy or I had to feed her because her hand shook too much to hold the spoon or fork. She couldn’t have done it herself. At least that’s what the police are saying now. The way she died, with her Parkinson’s, she must have had help. Was it Clem? What do you think? Let me know. Talk to you soon.
Abi
xxx
P.S. Are you going to come back for the funeral or are you going to stay away?