6 Chapter 6

I was still upstairs when the propane tank behind the third house blew up. I glanced out the window and watched it arc past, tumbling flames and smoke, crashing onto the back patio of the first house.

Steve came running up the stairs two and three at a time, screaming my name. I thought that was actually kind of funny, until he grabbed me and I saw the look on his face.

“Damn it, Keoni, I thought you were trapped! The back of the house is on fire!”

He was breathing so fast, I thought he was on fire. I wanted to tell him that he’d finally had the chance to scream my name…but it wasn’t funny anymore. I saw how serious he was. I took one last look around my home and let him drag me down the stairs.