Another Bombshell

‘People can change,’ Eimile muttered. ‘It’s been a long time. She lost—’ ‘Her memory,’ Kieran cut her off. ‘Yes, but amnesia doesn’t wipe out your personality. Would you ever say the old Sarah was vulnerable and weak?’ Eimile kept quiet. ‘She grew up in a tough neighbourhood,’ Kieran continued. ‘She survived on her own for years, just like you’ve been doing. Would someone like that ever give up her life just because she can’t have her old boyfriend back?’ Eimile stared at the floor, looking pensive. ‘You, me, Kenneth and Sarah grew up together. You know what kind of person I am. Would I cover for a murderer? Would I let someone who hurt Sarah off the hook?’ Confusion came into Eimile’s eyes. ‘I don’t understand.’ Seeing that he was finally getting through to her, Kieran softened his voice. ‘Think harder, Eimile. Picture the old Sarah, the one you thought of as a sister. Then take a step back, examine the new Sarah. Ask yourself, are they really the same person?’ Eimile sank onto the so