The Second Fire Killed Her Sister’s Ghost
Language: en
The night before my wedding, Owen’s “girl friend”—Anya—burnt down my house while I was gone. She’d been hosting a backyard barbecue, tossing the unextinguished charcoal embers haphazardly across the new wooden deck. The raging fire that erupted took the lives of the four bridesmaids sleeping upstairs. I drove like a maniac to get there, only to collide with the scene: firefighters carrying four charred bodies out on stretchers. I collapsed, sobbing, unable to tell which was my sister, Lily, and which were my best friends, Zara, Brooke, and Leah. But the one person who had managed to…