When Olivia was four years old, she woke from sleep one night and
went to look for her after playing for a moment with her mommy's
bottles of perfume and lotions, Olivia went downstairs. She had
heard the beautiful music playing on the stereo, and she went to
find it, figuring she might find her mother there, as
well. What she saw from the staircase would haunt her
dreams for years to come.
Her mother lay on the living room floor, drenched in blood. Blood
stained the floor and the walls and the furniture. It also drenched
and stained Olivia's father's clothing as he bent over the still
form of his estranged wife.