Fallen Star (part 1)

Jodi knew something was wrong an instant before her sister grabbed her arm with sticky fingers.

“Where’s mom?” Stacy asked.

Jodi blinked slowly at her younger sister from behind the thick lenses of her glasses. She gulped, her mouth dry, the lingering taste of sweets turning sour in her mouth. The taste of fear. “I don’t know.”

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