Page 176 of Wicked is the Hollow
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I stay where I am, rooted in place, staring at this new rift, open and pulsing, when my phone begins to buzz.
I pull it from the pocket of my leggings.
The screen is alight with messages.
From Twig.
From Dad.
From Harper and Naomi.
One after another after another.
Lainey Sikes—a girl I watched combust into flame and vaporize into ash—has been found alive.
