Deciding MomentChapter 38
Jessica and Fiona had heard me say fire. They each had a hold of my arms, trying desperately to cut off my circulation. "Jeanie, can you tell me where the fire is?" I asked. "The front corner ... where you were, when the window was shot out. What closet are you in?" "The hall closet with all the coats." "The three of you?" Jeanie asked wondering how we fit. "Yes." The woman from the central office cut in. "Is the door hot? Check the door handle as well, but for Gods sake,...