CATHERINE
Blake just climbed into the SUV and left. Elena cried the entire night.
I was livid. Albert wasn’t. I resented his cool-headedness in that moment.
I tried to comfort her, but she didn’t want me to. Around two, I heard an annoying tap like something hard on glass.
I went to investigate and found a crow on Elena’s sill, rapping against her window. She was so dead asleep, she didn’t even hear it. I went to her drawer, got a dry mouse treat, opened the window, and took the envelope in its sachet as the treat went down the crow’s greedy gullet.
I held onto the pouch so the bird couldn’t fly away, and opened her letter.
It was from Blake of course, about tonight.
Why did you do that? I thought I was like your brother. This changes everything. I don’t feel what you feel, Elena, a
