Sienna Pennel and I were lucky that day. Lucky to be alive- that's what everyone said. I got a fractured wrist, and elbow and a banged up knee, and my best friend Sie got a fat little scar above her left eye, breaking her eyebrow into two reflective halves. Up one side, down the other. Happy, sad. Shock, awe. Before, after. Before, all of us were lucky. After, only me and Sie. That's what everyone said. [EDITING] [ON HOLD]