Reyna walked along the dusty rubble of the old room. What once had been so vibrant with the children's laughter was now empty and quiet. She hadn't been there since she was twelve years old. nine years ago. Grant, Luisa, Mary.... Michael.

They were all grown up, just like her. She had to process everything. The end of the world almost nine years ago, and the family that took her in, made her thei...