Echoes of Him

SERAFINA

Rosa was still looking at me, her eyes wide, her face filled with confusion. It was like she’d walked into a chemistry lab when she’d only ever studied art; she had no idea what was going on here.

“But… what did he say?” she finally asked.

“Well, practically, he blamed me for everything.”

“Blamed you for everything?”

“Ketchup, Rosa, okay? Didn’t you see the news? Oh my god, why am I even