“LUNA!” Kinney shrieks in pure terror. Her voice jolts me. She’s watching. I try to push at the bookcase and support the weight for my sister. My arms tremble, tendons screaming in my forearms and shoulders. It’s too heavy. It’s coming down. I am the creator of my own doom. “Kin—” I start, but her name is torn out of my throat as someone barrels towards me. Mom.
