I felt the floor drop out from under me, so I closed my eyes and waited quietly to die.Then came a solid smack.She'd lunged crooked, missed her footing, went down face-first, and rolled the whole flight.Which is how I dodged Tessa Ashford's plan to shove me to my death.I opened my eyes, looked at the empty space beside me, and shrugged.Too bad. Still alive.Tessa's sobbing tore up the stairwell.I ignored it, turned around, and went looking for a good spot to tuck myself into and wait for the end in peace.One loop of the second floor and I found it: the ventilation duct above the bathroom, its cover not quite shut.Dark, narrow, wrapped in sheet metal.A perfect drawer in a morgue.I climbed in, folded my hands over my stomach, and closed my eyes, satisfied.Downstairs, Tessa's crying had summoned the entire household."She said that as long as she was here there'd be no place for me in this family! And then she pushed me down the stairs on purpose!"Mom, Dad, and m
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