The next two days were quiet. A strange, tense quiet. Deacon didn’t call. Amelia didn’t try to call him either, even though her body is itching to call.At 10:47 AM, the fire alarm at Meadowbrook Elementary started screaming. It cut through the calm morning like a knife. It was just a drill. It was supposed to happen. But Amelia watched. Lily Miller’s face went dead white."No, no, no," Lily whispered. Her small hands went to her ears. She started breathing fast and quietly. She rocked back and forth in her chair."Lily, honey, it’s okay," Amelia said. She walked to her right away. The other kids were walking out in straight lines. "It's just a practice."But Lily didn't hear her. The little girl’s eyes were wide and not focused. She was staring at something only she could see. "The loud noises," she gasped. She was breathing fast. "They sound like... like that night..."Amelia got on her knees next to Lily's desk. Her voice was calm and steady. Her heart was beating fast. "Lily, look
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