Rowdy’s Dream Blog #45

A Fire

Brutus De Cervantes
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RowdyÕs Dream Blog #45
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"Let’s start a band!" I say to my two friends and a non-commital drummer. Just then I notice smoke pouring from a house across the street. A family inside is frantically rushing around, collecting their belongings. I ask where the fire is. "In the ceiling!" the woman screams. I ask if I can help. I am told that a path needs to be cleared to the water spigot. I begin moving tables, chairs, tarps, and numerous flip-flops that are half buried in the dirt.
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