Author: J. Cho

Ferris wasn’t sure how long he had stood watching. Fire trucks had arrived, one after another, until the night sky was illuminated with flashing lights. Full of shouts and the torrent of water. They were sensations he was familiar with. Fire—loss. Ashes drifting down like snow....

Illustration by Eyugho The marina was quieter at night. It was to be expected, as the yacht club was technically closed. But that hadn’t stopped Demos from stepping over the ineffective chain with a dangling “No Entry” sign. It was only a few hours earlier that Gino had requested...