Stefani Vail

Owl Eyes

We each had our reason for returning. He, for revenge, she for love and I, for truth. I cannot speak for the memories of my siblings, but I can still hear the fire engine blaring, winding up the curvy road so fast I thought it would veer off and add to the destruction of that night. The air was so dense with smoke, I was unable to see that my parents were not close behind me as I ran through the front door, clumsy with lack of sight and air…