9
Annie
“I think this is the last bag,” I said, hauling the trash bag full of stuff out of my bedroom and dumping it into the mostly intact living room.
Jennifer looked on with a frown. “I cannot believe this happened. I was only gone for a couple days!”
“It wouldn’t have stopped the flood if you’d been here.”
“No, but I might have been home and caught it sooner. Before it decimated your room.”
I nodded thoughtfully. “That would have been nice, except that it wasn’t flooding when I went to sleep and something clearly burst in the middle of the night.”
“But I would have woken up before you,” Jennifer offered.
Which was true. I was as much a vampire as I could manage, and Jennifer believed that the early bird caught the worm. She probably would have noticed the flood at, like, five a
