Anna
My mother’s footsteps moved through the tall grass until she stopped a few feet away from me.
Too close.
Her eyes shifted from the scorched patch of earth to my face.
“Anna,” Ruby said slowly, “do you want to tell me what happened here?”
My throat tightened.
“Nothing,” I said too quickly.
Her eyebrow lifted.
“Lightning doesn’t strike clear skies,” she replied calmly.
I looked up at the sky automatically.
Blue. Clear. Peaceful.
Except… a faint ring of clouds was forming directly above us again.
My stomach dropped.
No. Not now.
My mother noticed it too.
Her gaze slowly returned to me.
“Anna,” she said, her voice sharpening slightly, “what did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything!” I snapped.
The moment the words left my mouth, the wind kicked up again.
Harder this time.
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