“He tried to open his eyes, but for some reason, his vision was off. Then the smell of smoke reached his hazy mind. Where the hell was he? A soft groan followed by a cough brought reality crashing in hard. He flung his eyes open to a smoke-filled room. Sarah was curled on her side next to him. What the... He scanned the room and realized he was in Sarah’s bedroom. Yes, he’d moved them there shortly after she fell asleep in his arms on the living room floor. He moved his gaze over the room again ...and spied a gray smoke can on the floor. Cursing, he sniffed the air. Fuck. He turned to Sarah and shook her. “Sarah. Get up.” She rolled over and said something he couldn’t understand. “Sarah.” He patted her face with little result. He climbed out of bed, rushed to the bathroom, and grabbed a cup of water. Returning to the bed, he splashed the water on Sarah’s face, shocking her awake. “What the hell is wrong?” She gasped and stumbled out of bed. “What’s wrong with me, and why is my house on fire?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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