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Category: UberMadness! Entry

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Submitted by SiskelandFatboy (View user info) at 2005-07-19 09:12:41 EDT


This post was an official UberMadness! entry. Click here to view the original matchup.


Dinner was nice, a quiet place the two of them had stumbled across when they first began going out several years ago. The soft music in the background and the darkness of a romantic environment always reminded them of how quickly they had fallen for each other.

The ride home was quiet, very little conversation filled the Sport utility vehicle they bought with the birth of their second child, but it was a comfortable silence, his hand covered hers and rested on her thigh as he drove through the light rain.

Kim: "We need some things from the store, hun. Can you stop at Randolph St?"

David: "Sure. Have you checked with your mother, to see if James and Jack are fine?"

Kim: "No, She would call if anything was wrong. But, I'll call" she replied digging through her bag.

Placing the phone next to her ear, she reached up with her left hand and began to rub the back of David's head, with a soft, loving look. David looked back, puzzled because she was not talking in the phone. Normally, her Mom would answer on the first ring, paranoid something was wrong if anyone called her.

Kim: "Hmm, that's odd, no answer. I'll try again in a minute, she may be in the bathtub or something"

David: "I am going to drive by, ok?"

Kim: "Sure, are you going to pick them up or let them stay?"

David: "We'll just stop by and say hi, they can stay if they like. But, I think something is wrong"

Turning left at Randolph, instead of stopping at the market, the SUV headed out into the country while Kim tried her Mom again.

David, without saying anything, floored the Suburban. The engine red-lined, and suddenly Kim noticed what he had seen. Smoke was rolling into the dark night above the trees that lined the street leading to her home. It could have been any house along the street, but deep down David knew it was only one.

As they drew closer their fears were realized and panic set in. The SUV slid to a stop, diagonally in the front yard and David was out, and in a full sprint for the door by the time the vehicle came to a stop. With a lunging kick, the oak door flew open and smoke bellowed out into the yard, as Kim frantically dialed 911. Flames had engulfed the roof of her beautiful home, David reappeared on the front porch with Katherine, Kim's Mother, coughing and covered in black soot. He laid her on the front lawn for the arriving fire men to attend to, and returned to the burning structure.

"James!..JACK!" he shouted, listening for their cries for help, but nothing. He scurried up the stairs to the bedrooms and kicked in the doors, no sign of either. He looked in the bathroom, the master bedroom, and the utility room with all the toys spread across the carpet, now melting. Nothing.

David began to scream, crying at God, for help in finding his two sons. Returning to the room they both slept in he noticed the window was open. Covering his face with his right arm, protecting himself from the blaze, he fought his way over and looked out. James was on the roof of the porch, crying hysterically in fear.

"DAD!"
"I'm coming James, hold on" he replied with a level of calm that was unexplainable.

"Jack wouldn't come out"

"Where is Jack, son?"

"Under bed" James pointed with his 7 year old finger.

"James, I will be right back, I have to get Jack and then we can go home, OK?"

"K, Dad, hurry. I'm scared"

David looked under the bed and found his 4 year old son, the child that had made him smile every day for over four years, cowering beneath a burning bed, his PJ's were gone, in a pile burning less that 5 feet from him.

"Jack!"

"Help me Daddy"

"Here son, take my hand. Hurry up."

Going back for James, David wondered how he could get his children to safety. Despite her hysterical claims, he knew that he couldn't drop them to Kim, she couldn't catch them.

"Get me a ladder, tell the Fire Department, we're over here."

Kim took off around the corner, and returned with several firemen. Everything was going to be OK.





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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-02-17 18:36:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 1

The scene description was great, but it wasn't a story...

Submitted by DonkeyOnTheEdge (user info) at 2005-10-29 10:01:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

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