PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
The fire was quickly contained in the small apartment building. Most of the damage was from smoke. The adjacent buildings were sprayed to protect them from sparks that could jump like fleas from dog to dog.
The firemen searched from one apartment to the next, checking for tenants. Finally, they found an old woman with a small child on her lap. Her oxygen machine was unattached, her eyes open but empty. The child patted her cheeks, crying, “I’m sorry, Nana, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
The matchbox lay empty by the chair.