More than anything Anna wanted an argument, but a subconscious part of her wasn’t just ready for one. She heaved a sigh and they continued their meal, until a loud explosion hit their parlour door and shattered the quiet peace of the evening. The force was so strong it tumbled their table and everything on it went shattering and crashing on the floor. Even the Jones, before Anna could realize it, she was flipped over in her chair and landed forcefully on the ground and momentarily was dazed.
“Anna!” she heard her father’s voice echo through the chaos. The next thing, she heard was his footsteps across the room as he rushed over to her side and helped her to her feet, she leaped in pain at a sprain in her ankle, and even her head throbbed with pain. Quickly he led her outside their house o
