APOTHECARY SHOP

POV MARCELINE

We had been driving back to Sharon's home when we passed the shop. I shouted at Sharon to stop the car, and I got out. My whole body felt cold and numb, like what I was looking at couldn't be real. Every window was smashed in, the door was hanging off one hinge, and I didn't even make it inside before I collapsed on the sidewalk.

Sharon was already on the phone with my parents, telling them they needed to get here as soon as possible. I could ...