“Chasing rabbits in his dreams again. “Go back to sleep, boy,” I mumble, rolling over in my bed. It’s late. Or maybe it’s early … the room is too black to tell. Sam barks again and suddenly I smell the smoke. I lift my head and open my eyes. Even through the darkness, I can make out the thin, grey haze that is filling the room. Panic grips my chest as my dreams fall away and reality closes in. “Fire! Fire!” I shriek to no one in particular, bolting upright in bed. Desperately, I begin feeling ar...ound the covers for Sam. After a few seconds, I find him standing beside my bed, still whining and barking for me to get up. He hadn’t been dreaming about rabbits after all — the smell of smoke must have woken him up. I pull him into my arms and kiss his floppy ears. “Thank you, Sam, you smart dog! I’m awake now, it’s okay. We’ve got to get out of here, boy!” I say. Holding him by the collar, I slide out of bed, stagger to my bedroom door and grab the knob. The metal is hot.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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