Here we go again. &%&£(+
So Stephen had fibres from the green jersey underneath his fingernails?
Even if Samson's ramblings hadn't automatically alerted me to DB's guilt, I would have got there eventually. It's obvious.
Myster, best-beloved, what is the relevance of the hot water bottle?
No idea why the hot water bottle was so important, other than it being early winter in NZ on 20th June and freezing cold overnight in Dunedin. Think all the family must have had a "Fashy" each... there was one in Arawa's cluttered bedroom, as well as in Robin's musty hovel.
But... if we are expected to believe that Robin Bain was the killer, he must have walked out of the kitchen door and down to his battered old caravan to change his bloodied clothes, because he didn't bargain on Stephen putting up such fierce resistance and hadn't brought any spare clean rigout to the house in advance. Having redressed, Robin (being a tidy man!), then bundles up his stained green jersey, tracksuit bottoms, socks, etc. and returns to the washroom, drops them all into the laundry basket ready for his son's attention, who, apart from being "the only one who deserved to stay", was also the muggins left behind to clean up the bloody mess his beleaguered father had created.
Robin then washes his hands, makes his way back upstairs, takes hold of the rifle again which is smeared all over with Stephen's blood but manages to get none of it on his damp hands and on the computer keyboard, to type that brief impersonal suicide note. Why not leave something handwritten and more appropriate, such as...
My dear David,
I'm so very sorry it had to end like this, because although Laniet was my special favourite and Arawa and Stephen the apples of my eye, you are the only one who deserves to live... despite the argument we had at weekend over who should have the chainsaw, and that you were fuming over the load of soil I dumped on your precious groundwork, and you felt that I should no longer be part of this family, living in the communal sanctuary which Margaret and yourself had planned.
Your ever loving father, Robin.
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