Lia Anders is a classmate of Hannah's: a girl whose coming out as a lesbian resulted in immediate expulsion from the church. As an unlikely friendship develops between the two, Hannah begins to realize the error of her hypocritical ways, and encourages Henry to make a decision that will forever alter the course of their lives. But for Henry, the price of living a lie is easier than owning up to the truth.
Where There's Smoke is a story that asks: who are we really? Are we the sum of all our actions? And is the note we finish our lives on the most defining of them all?
As wisps of smoke curled under Hannah's nose, she wondered if it had finally happened: she'd woken up to find herself in hell.
I had it coming, she thought, defeated and unwilling to move from the darkness of the church basement. She felt no fear; apathy did not allow for much feeling of anything. It's all a dream anyway.
Suddenly alert, Hannah felt panic settle in as the air thickened and her eyes watered. Hannah never considered hell to be a place of literal fire. She placed more faith in Dante's idea of it than the Bible's. But this–this literal choking agony–it couldn't be what she deserved, could it? She was sorry–desperately sorry. For everything.
As a wall of smoke started to close in on the last she'd know of the world, fighting back seemed like a futile option. She'd been running too long. This ending was inevitable. It was deserved.
She closed her eyes, ready to meet whoever or whatever might be waiting. A sturdy pair of arms lifted her from the searing floor, but she didn't bother opening her eyes, realizing there was nothing she could do now that the devil had caught up with her.