Claire Polders
The World on Fire
No one died that day. At least not in my town. No one saw the light and was saved. There were no mental breakdowns or organ failures or roofs caving in or car crashes or even Wi-Fi blackouts. All that happened was that Marnix lost the bet about Sally (she didn’t, in fact, mention her ex again—good for her) and he slammed his hand against the table in anger, which, unfortunate for him, sprained his index-finger, and now the world was on fire.