““No! It’s dead! And my cell phone is downstairs! Shit!” “Mine’s in my room. I can get it,” she said but did not trust her legs or courage to carry her there. “There’s no time!” her father said. “We need to stay together!” her mother ordered and clasped Lily’s hand between her own. She felt calmed by her mother’s touch, but only briefly. Heavy footsteps stomped decisively through the downstairs hallway and began ascending the staircase. “Oh my God! What’re we going to do?” she panicked. “The window!” her father””
