faith and fire

‘Mommy, what’s wrong?’ I held her face in my hands and brought her eyes to mine. ‘Baby, there was an accident. Daddy died this morning,’ I whispered to my 12-year-old daughter.’

“The Fire Chief was suddenly on my doorstep. ‘I needed to get to you before you heard it somewhere else.’ I was approached by another firefighter. ‘Does your daughter have a phone?’ ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘You need to go get her at school right now. It’s already in the news. His name and everything.’”

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