Excerpt from Ch. 14 of Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore
The heat flash should be my first warning of an oncoming fit of lunar madness, but it’s a commercial break that sets me off. The volume of the ad is much louder than the show that was just on, and the sudden explosion of sound pushes a growl from my throat. Brandon sits up from where he lays on the floor, spinning his head to look at me. He’s up and out of the room like a shot, dashing into the kitchen.
Mom asks, “What is it?”
“Alice freaked out again,” Brandon says.
Two seconds later, Mom and Dad are watching me from the door, and I know I need to leave.