The Fire Part 2

As we walked through the house after it was deemed “safe” we saw the destruction, there was a small pile of residue where the shower and garden tub once were. They melted. The cabinet was half gone. The floor and wall had burned through and daylight was coming in. In our bed room a side table, the curtains, bed, dresser…everything burnt to a crisp. The whole house was covered in soot to 18 inches above the floor and soaked in water that was still dripping from the celling. Windows had been broken out, some due to the fire and others the firefighters. The only room that wasn’t a total loss was Megan’s since her door was closed and on the other end of the house.

The only person who was hurt was next-door’s son who had broken out the kitchen window to call for Mac thinking he was inside and wanting to save him. He stated that with the doorknob hot and smoke billowing out he realized if Mac was inside he was dead. He kept telling me he was fine with just a few cuts and bruises.

The Red Cross came putting us up in the hotel and giving us the brown paper bags. The power company rolled the lines from the house back to the pole so as not to start another fire. The water company shut off water at the street and Baxter, called by the Fire Chief, came to board up the windows.  

After looking through the file cabinet for the insurance information (praise God for my organizational skills) we plied into David’s car to take the children back to their Mom’s. Then picked up my car to head to the hotel and call our families.