That night, Kenna didn’t return. I’ve been alone for a long time, but for some reason, the empty room feels even more lonely.
I sit on my bed, looking around the room. Maybe because it’s Kenna, or maybe she just got lucky, but our room is on the top floor, overlooking the small hills behind the big house. I’d heard that Kaylani and Everett had built their house there and that Fenian and Tesha had built one when they knew they were going to have a baby too. I have the window open, so I can smell the scents of fires burning in fireplaces in their homes. I imagine that both homes look like something out of a Hallmark movie. That’s really the only reference I have to homes with fireplaces. I had a foster mom who loved Hallmark movies and she’d let me watch them with her. Everyone always seeme
