Dark, grey smoke billowed out through the serving window. The wood was crackling, breaking off into huge splinters that plummeted towards the floor. Behind me, Jack and Donata had made it to the front entrance with the duffel bag. My uncle’s hair was singed, his face blackened from the blast. He was doubled over, clutching the doorframe. ‘Come on!’ he panted at me. ‘We have to get out of here!’ ‘My mom’s in there!’ I stumbled towards the kitchen, screaming. Howling. Shrieking her name. ‘She’s gone, girl,’ Donata shouted. Jack’s voice arced above hers. ‘Come on!’ I ignored them, and this time my uncle didn’t come back for me. They charged into the night, their bounty won. Through the serving window I could see a thick wall of flames splitting the kitchen in two. It was licking the right-hand side by the stove and spreading along the wooden countertops, devouring the tablecloths and cork board. I pushed closer, my eyes watering against the scalding heat. Nic and Luca were slumped against each other on the other side of the room.
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