The bathroom door slammed behind her, loud enough to summon Armageddon. “S’early, sweetie.”Ī minute later I stumbled across the kitchen floor in my thick dressing gown while Katie raced through the kitchen, around and around the island before deciding she needed to pee. “W’n’f?” Lily said, covering her head with her pillow, her wedding ring glinting in the early morning light. Rolling over, I reached for my wife – just as our daughter came crashing through the bedroom door in a clamor of thrashing limbs and giggling. I’d woken to the sound of Katie’s laughter in the living room and flushed from my belly to my cheekbones with the joy of living. I don’t blame her though, sometimes I have a tough time accepting it myself… That danger lurks in even the most mundane of places… she can’t understand all that. She’s all I’ve got now, and it’s not her fault she doesn’t realise that things have changed. Still, I had to come, didn't I? Couldn’t let Sandi wander off by herself. Never wanted to see it again for as long as I lived, but fucking Sandi… I want it wiped off the fucking planet so I can let it go. I feel guilty for wanting it all gone, but I do. My place stares at me from across the street, the windows smashed, siding melted and curled, and dares me to cross over to it. I couldn't be that lucky, could I? Three houses left standing for as far as I can see, and one of them had to be ours. Fire took out the whole damn block down to the foundations, but not our place.
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