Luke said, nearly tripping over his feet as he stumbled around Bruno’s desk. “What the hell happened to you?”I combed my bangs downward, hoping they’d magically grow a few inches longer to cover the darkening bruise around my left eye.Falling through the floor had sucked, sure, and I could’ve lived without the black eye. But my problems were nothing compared to the ones Charlie had to face in the upcoming days, and I felt terrible that everything had literally come crashing down without a moment’s notice. Luckily for my uncle, he knew a few guys who were willing to come out after hours and take a look at the damage upstairs. But those guys knew some other guys, and those were the ones who had given us the worst news of all.And even though it had only been a few hours since the ceiling collapsed and then tumbled down on top of me, my left eye had only gotten larger, and the blackness seemed to spread a little more as time went on.Between my poking-slapping-shoving match with Kara and The Great Ceiling Collapse of Three Hours Ago, I was nothing more than a giant, walking bruise.
