Lily was an accident. That’s what Mom and Dad said, when they broke the news to me and the brothers over second-time-around meatloaf and corn on the cob. An accident, as if they were apologizing for puncturing holes in the inflatable pool with the lawnmower...

Don't let anger control you I reminded myself. I took a deep breath. I had to stay in control. Or else who knows what would happen... Again. Steadying myself I walked into the attic. Unaware that that would be my downfall,

Adding the final ingredient I disappear. Then a voice comes from behind me, "You might be able to disappear, but that doesn't mean your problems can". I sigh, I know that better than anyone.