Suicide?

Was suicide some kind of family tradition for these two women? A skill passed down through the generations?

I didn’t know what I was thinking, or why I asked, but the words had already slipped out before I could stop them. “Do you want me to come with you?”

I might have the urge to see it with my own eyes. Or I was just worried that if something about Richard, that it might hit him hard.

Richard looked at me with surprise. “Are you ...