The kids’d a been looking forward to the party for ages.
Got em dressed in their finest and had em outside to play games and drink the last of the soda while Derek packed up what he could and destroyed the rest. They weren’t getting our things, no way!
“Fireworks for your birthday,” I said when the sky lit up and the ground shook. The kids clapped at each new blast, but I could tell they were getting closer.
“Going to Nana’s,” I lied as we got in the car.
No going back, I thought as I stroked Em’s hair.
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