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
The bedroom door had a split near the latch, and the lamp lay beside the bed.
Elena crouched near the lamp without touching it.
“Was this here before tonight?”
“No.”
She wrote that down too.
Aaron appeared behind us.
“I was trying to help her.”
Elena looked at him.