Chapter 44: The Balcony

• Gasping, I turned to the origin of the noise: the sky.
• Pink sparks combusted in front of the clouds. Then orange. Then blue. Then gold. An array of dazzling colors exploded in bursting hued sparkles against the sky, as it was jewelry. Amazed, I started at the sky in both terror and half enchantment. Did they color-code bombs now?
• Aldrich’s laughter was almost louder than the sky. He watched me as I cowered away, and I turned on him with annoyance. “Why are you laughing at me? What is that?”