Heathens
She stopped at the bed, but she didn’t sit with me.
“Bodies,” Dad said. “All but Jonathan’s body, which they’ll find burnt and crawling just outside of the house. They’ll bring him to the hospital where he’ll make a fullish recovery, minus the scars. Then he’ll tell the tale of a wire in his old Victorian mansion being faulty, causing an unfortunate fire that killed nine of his men, as well as the visiting girlfriend of one of those men. It would seem a gas leak made everyone fall unconscious, but he managed to survive it somehow. I’ll talk on the phone with a reporter about my immeasurable loss, hope my friend a speedy recovery, and go into mourning.”
I could hear Mrs. Locke sniffling from