"No." It was a simple correction, but one that turned his stomach none the less. He didn't want to have to spell it out for the girl. He didn't want to remember Ms. Littleton's body crumpled onto the floor, dead eyes staring at him, blood pooling out from under her...

Damn it. His left hand went to snake under his bangs, briefly pushing them away from his face to breathe. His eyes shut again, avoiding eye-contact. Damn it.

"She fell onto her axe."