Rachel Eckermann 16

"Do they suspect anything?" asked Grace Chang. "Nothing at all," responded Kim. "They'll never suspect that you're the mole." "You're right." "I feel a bit tired tonight. Sing to me, Kim, like you used to." "When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, what will I be?" "What will I be, Kim? What will I be?" Kim didn't know what she would become. All he really knew was what she was. She was dying to death. "All obstacles have been removed." He kissed her and she was dead as a doornail. He left her in the streets where he had found her. Such a pitiful creature. Rachel listened with joy from France. She could hear it in her ear. Good Kim.