"Let you out? Not a chance."She shook me off and turned the burner knob. The blue flame went out, but the gas kept hissing. I backed away in terror and called for her. She stepped outside, locked the door from the hallway, and spoke through it in a voice as cold as ice."Stay in there and think about what you did. I'll open the door when your sister says she forgives you."Then Lily appeared on the recording, pulling at the kitchen door and begging Mom to release me. Mom crouched and stroked Lily's head, her tone suddenly gentle."It's okay, Lily. Mommy is only frightening you a little. If you touch the stove again, this is what will happen to your brother. Do you understand?"She picked up her purse from the entryway and clicked away in her heels without looking back.On the video, I pounded the door and called for Mom and Lily. My hands bled, but no one answered. My voice grew hoarse and softer until I slid down against the door, still clutching the dusty red star. My head dro
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