Just as I part my lips to speak, I hear a deep voice behind me begin and my brother’s eyes open widely. He wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him “you two are fucking sick” Ellis spits out only to be greeted with a deep laugh from our grandfather. xxx18 We carried the body to the edge of the staircase, I held him by the feet, Ellis had his shoulders in his arms. I feel a tear trickle from my left eye down my cheek. His boots hitting the ground until he is stood beside me. Ellis paces back and forwards in the room at the same time, a steady rhythm of his feet hitting the wooden floorboards.
