CHAPTER 52

  Rebel

  Every minute feels like an entire cold long year as I look up at the flames lighting up the sky. The apartment is no longer...

  I chew on my bottom lip.

  Caroline is still in there, and so is Andrew. We have been informed that a neighbor's oven exploded for whatever reason. The fire had been going on for a while, but we just hadn't noticed.

  I feel like such a shitty friend for not trying harder to convince Caroline to throw the trash with us...

  "I hope Caroline and Andrew are okay," Alice is sobbing beside me. Her bottom lip quiver, and she sniffles. "Poor Caroline... She better not die on me. When I called her and Winnie, Caroline didn't even need convincing to come and clean here today. She is selfless and kind, and... What if she dies? It will be all my fault for inviting her over!"