Chapter 45 Ashes And Embers
- The diner burned on a Thursday.
- I was wiping down the counter when the first tendrils of smoke curled under the door, acrid and suffocating.
- Mabel shouted something I couldn’t make out over the sudden roar of flames, her face pale and panicked in the flickering light. The fire spread fast, devouring the vinyl booths and the faded wallpaper like it had been waiting for this moment.