Chapter Four
The silence of the apartment seemed to weigh on Stacey like a thick blanket. She locked the door behind her and stood in the living room. The chair where Tina used to sit was sunken in from years of use. The couch where Allison used to sleep looked untouched. Something about it depressed her. Stacey realized for the first time in her life that she missed her sister.
She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. The weather station popped up. A man was pointing out another summer storm about to rip through later that night. Stacey sighed and closed her eyes.
She must have fallen asleep because soon enough she was dreaming. She was back on the night of her parents’ death, young and naïve. She was bent over her homework, trying to solve a math problem. But the numbers on the
