At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
Douglas gave a small shrug.
Aaron moved aside just enough for me to reach my phone.
The screen showed 3:08.
I unlocked it with my thumb.
Douglas stood up.
“Madison, put that away.”
I pressed 911.
Aaron saw the screen and reached toward my hand.