It was the middle of the night, and You's family home burned brightly in front. You's mother, Becky, sobbed into his father's shoulder, as everything they had known went up in flames. You's sister, Sasha, gripped his hand tightly with tears in her eyes. Having awoken in the middle of the night, everyone were in various states of undress. The clothes had been consumed by the roaring flames. "We're just lucky to still have each other." Becky said between sobs, and pulled everyone in close for a family hug. "Where will we go?" Sasha asked weakly. "I've packed the car with whatever we could save. It's a little cramped but we all need to squeeze in. We're going to stay at a hotel tonight." Instructed Richard, as he motioned the family towards the packed vehicle. You's mother and father took the front seats, leaving only one seat in the back of the car for You and his sister. "I know it's uncomfortable but you guys will have to squeeze in back there. Sasha, you can sit on You's lap."