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A Chapter by emily
Herschel’s Log
Tuesday, April 8, 1941
God, this school is so boring. The guys all left me here and I’ve been staring at the bottom side..
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A Chapter by emily
Twenty-Two
“Isaiah… No… No! No!”
“Momma! Momma! What’s wrong? Wake up!” Jordan’s frightened voice ..
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A Chapter by emily
Erich
I dreaded it all day. I knew I had tripped Gabe, and I knew I had done it on purpose. But in my own mind I was absolutely sure that I was the ..
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A Chapter by emily
Jim
The scarf was in my bag. The scarf was in my bag the scarf was in my bag. The. Scarf. Was. In. My. Bag.
No matter how many times I muttered..
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A Chapter by emily
Twenty-Three
It took me most of the morning to snap out of my disoriented state. I paced around my room, trying to remember exactly what had happened..
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A Chapter by emily
Gabe
Silence. Nothing but endless, empty, uncomfortable quiet. For the third hour straight.
It was midnight. Erich and I had been trapped withi..
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A Chapter by emily
Herschel’s Log
Friday, April 11, 1941
Well, Gabe and Erich both survived their first week of fire wardening. They were both in such a bad moo..
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A Chapter by emily
Gabe
Erich and I made it through our first two shifts as fire wardens without speaking and without any real incident. He didn’t throw me off t..
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A Chapter by emily
Twenty-Four
“What!” I cried, unable to keep my voice down. Eli shushed me, but it was too late.
There was a knock at the door. “Mi..
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Twenty-Five
I awoke in the morning to the sound of the window opening. I yawned and blinked. It was early in the morning and it felt that I hadn&rsqu..
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