Chapter 5

I pretended my appetite was fading and started leaving food on my plate every day.

When the maid wasn't watching, I'd slip some bread and chocolate into a plain cloth bag.

I also asked the family doctor for sleeping pills, claiming they helped me calm down.

Of course, I never took them. I crushed them into powder and hid them away.

Everything was ready. I just had to wait for the right moment.

A stormy night would be the perfect cover.

I checked the weather forecast every day until, finally, my chance came.

A thunderstorm was expected on Thursday night.