Flash Fiction, Part Four
November 9, 2009 View CommentsWake up and find the children, their bodies told them.
The rear half of the house belonged to fire.
Melissa, their youngest, raced outside with the dog.
The hallway belonged to toxic, inky smoke.
They found Ramona, frozen in bed.
Adrenaline made lifting her effortless.
The fire roared hungrily.
Outside, they huddled.
They watched.
Together.