As she opened the door and stepped out in the dim sunlight left of the long hard humid summer day, her lungs were filled with old poluted air that the fire left behind. She took another step onto the old creeky farm house porch and it squeeked for every step she took on it. Her heart was broken as she looked out over the burned country hills, she cried to herself and felt a sickness deep down in her stomach coming. Was he alive? Where could he be? Was he save from the crazy raging forest fire?
There was just a huge forest fire that passed through one small little country village and a new young mother is home waiting for her 5 year old son to return from a walk to the river with his best friend. The fire was massive, the mother is setting on the front porch on her rocking chair waiting for her boy to return home. In all of the dust and smoke after hours of waiting upon the long winding hill the boy returns home safe and sound.
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