As I leaned against my car watching the house burn, people started to gather.
The morning of the fire it was cold in the house. School was out because of the weather. I had dressed in layers and put a big terry robe over everything. I had on socks, but no shoes.
Virginia took in my son, keeping him warm and safe. Someone, I still don't know who, brought me a pair of shoes. Eva brought me a coat, a box of tissues and some chapstick.
A TV reporter offered her cell phone and to call the Red Cross. Susan took me directly to the insurance office and then to the bank.
I felt blessed, and grateful.
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