Deep Down (I)
“She shouted for Seth, alternating horrified looks at the flames with glances over her shoulder at the woods. The crackle of flames obscured all other sounds. Nothing leapt at her from the forest. She must have spooked herself.
Seth’s truck was parked in the clearing, and that scared her, too, not only because it could be devoured by the fire, but because it could mean he might be home, trapped inside. The blackened roof had partly collapsed; heat had blown the windows out. Fire must have ravaged the interior.
Finally, the ladder truck—the only truck of the Deep Down Volunteer Fire Department, mostly funded by Vern Tarver—rolled down the lane. Four volunteer firefighters jumped out and began pumping water from the truck’s tank. Because they wore big boots, heavy coats and helmets, she couldn’t tell who they were for sure, except for Vern. She knew Drew was a volunteer, too, but he wasn’t here.
Cassie parked down the lane.
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