The bus pulled up two streets from Nadia’s house and Melissa hopped off. At the end of the street she could see Nadia coming her way. She looked up and seemed surprised to see her standing there.
‘Are you OK?’ asked Melissa.
‘What do you think?’ Nadia scowled as she walked up the front steps to the house. She turned the key in the lock and entered. Melissa followed.
‘Mum!’ Nadia shouted.
‘Don’t bloody shout, girl. I’m in the living room.’
Melissa watched her friend disappear down the hall. She hesitated, suddenly wishing she hadn’t come. She felt numb, but she imagined it was nothing compared to how her friend must be feeling. ‘I didn’t leave your mother,’ Nadia’s father had said. ‘And I got Kyle.’ Kyle knew. Kyle knew? It was impossible. Nadia loved her brother. He looked out for her
