It was like a ghost town. But technically, it was.
Sophie landed by Calla's tree, smelling her special soup.
It was quiet, until someone appeared beside her.
"Go home, Foster." It was a hologram. Keefe's hologram.
"You must befo-" Sophie smashed it.
"You must learn to stop betraying the people that love you." She replied to the broken piece of metal.
She ran to the girls' treehouse, to her bedroom, and slept. She slept for hours, maybe even days, leaving the world to fend for itself.