"Go right ahead. But just so you know, it's no more relevant to the murders than what he had for breakfast that morning."
They have to be the end of the branch, at least two feet long and about as big around as your little finger on the thick end. You got that?" "Yes, Mistress Darla," Maddy replied. She had to step carefully among the birch trees. Unlike the forested area around the cabin, this area was not covered with pine needles and there were many small plants and young birch trees growing from the ground.
Breaking a small branch from a birch tree was not as easy as Maddy thought it would be and it took several minutes of tugging and twisting to removed each branch. She broke apart several of them in her struggles to remove them and ended up having to pull off almost three dozen branches to have two dozen good ones.
When Maddy brought the bundle of branches back to Darla, her Mistress handed her a small knife and said, "Cut off all the small twigs and peal the bark off the branch.
And make sure that you cut as close to the branch as possible. I don't want any spikes cutting up your ass at least not this time...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑