The whole town turned out – it’s not like you could have ignored that it was happening. Black smoke puffed straight up into the sky and the flames roared and crackled, licking at the timbers, support beams unsettling and crashing straight down into the living room. The night was lit with orange and shadows, shadows dancing all down Bridge Street as slowly we all came outside, wandering over from next door, a couple of blocks away, we watched in shock as the California bungalow family home burned down.The sounds of fire was soon drowned out as every fire truck in Carringwood roared down the usually sleepy streets, sirens deafening us all, horn blaring as Kenny Buchanan slammed his palm into the steering wheel again and again, the horn blaring as he swore at us sticky-beaks to get off the road or get caught in the hubcaps.They flooded the building with water and the Gabarski’s, Shana and the two kids under ten, Rita and Renee huddled together, shadows flickering over their bleary-eyed, soot-smeared faces as they watched their lives change forever.
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