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She climbed down from the treehouse her dad had built two years ago, a couple months before Elias, her baby brother, had been born. Her older brother, Quinton, was fifteen and didn’t pay as much attention to her as he used too. Her parents were often at work and came home tired and distracted. She pushed away her sad thoughts about her family and pushed open the back door into the kitchen. She covered her ears as Elias rang the dinner bell like he did every evening. She put her hands down as it ended and watched him wobble over to her. “Ali, I ranged the bell,” he said as he gripped her fingers in his chubby hand. “Did that makes Ali happy?” Ali scooped him up and smiled. “Yes, that makes me very happy.” Since Ali usually stayed home with Elias and her grandparents she watched him play all day. She loved her little brother and couldn’t wait until she could take him into The Fractures. Surely, he would be let in. Right?

Chapter 2 Ali woke up to Quinton belting out the lyrics to some new song he had found. She got ready for the day, brushing her teeth, brushing her hair, and pulling it into a sleek side ponytail like she did every morning. Can’t something exciting happen?