The Saving

He couldn't help thinking this could end his life.

It was no lie.

He could see the flames arriving closer and closer

 as he drove towards the house that was ablaze.

As he got out of the truck he could feel the hot air

surrounding him, enclosing him.

He looked up and saw the large flames that licked the sky.

He knew that there were people in that house.

That they were nearly sufficating to death if not already burned.

He said a prayer before slamming through the door to save a life or two.

The End

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