LAMIA I sat there stunned; my mouth hanging open, eyes fixed wide, by the time two guys filled me in on everything that went down. If they weren’t so serious, I would have thought it was a cruel joke they had concocted. Until they told me the number of deaths we suffered and how my father was in critical condition. My heart aches for those families that lost loved ones and sent a silent prayer for those who gave their lives. My first reaction was to go straight to the hospital, or at least go shower and change; by the smell, I assumed I was wearing one of Zane’s shirts right now. Even though I was tall, his shirt engulfed me and hung down mid-thigh. I, immediately, mind-linked my mom, who convinced me to stay where I was, I needed rest and that dad was in a stable state. And then Kellen. *Kellen, oh my god Kellen, are you OK?* *Lamia, baby, I’m here, how are you feeling? Where are you?* His calming voice flowed through my mind, easing the panic that threatened to bubble. *I’m at
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