Chapter 77: Old Ghosts, New Fires

Chapter 77: Old Ghosts, New Fires

By the time I got my sister on the phone, I was pacing Ethan’s porch with my jacket half-zipped and my breath fogging in the early morning chill.

“Caleb?” her voice was tight, rushed. “You need to come home.”

My gut twisted. “What happened? Is he—”

“He collap...