Chapter 11 Getting Rid of Judith

"You bitch! I'm going to kill you!" I saw the glimmer of a blade in my face in the dim bedroom. Shocked, I shielded myself against the knife vainly with a blanket. Judith's contorted expression looked more eerie under the dim light in the night. "My grandchild is dead because of you! You need to die!" Holding the knife, she charged at me once more. I grabbed the water glass from my bedside table and hurled it at her. It hit her right in the middle of her forehead. Blood trickled down her forehead, but she lunged at me like there was no tomorrow. She looked as though she had been possessed. I lifted my pillow. The moment the blade pierced through the pillow, I turned it over and kicked Judith hard toward the other side of the bed. "You need to pay for my grandchild's life!" Judith wouldn't stop yelling. She even scrambled up to throw herself at me again. "Was that really your grandchild? Take a better look at these and tell me whether that was Grayson's child!" I pulled out the