“Where’s it coming from?” “Don’t know. To be safe, I’m getting everyone out of the house.” Kim rushed down the hall. “I’m taking a look to see if I can find the source of this smoke. Call 911.” “Y’all need to get out of here. We smell smoke,” she said as soon as she burst into the game room. Maggie whirled around at the stove. “The lightning struck the house?” “It must have. We couldn’t find where, though. Zane’s still looking.” Anna helped her grandfather to stand, all color drained from both of their faces. “Can we get anything?” “If it’s in here, yes. Otherwise, no. I want you outside.” Kim dug into her pocket for her cell. Maggie grabbed her purse and Kim’s, then corralled Keith and Anna toward the exit. “You can’t stay,” she called back over her shoulder. “I’m coming.” The 911 operator came on the line, and Kim gave her the information, then swung toward the door into the hallway. There was no way she was leaving until Zane was.
