Last week we had a fire scare in the middle of the night. Firemen came and we had to evacuate our place for a few hours. I wrote a story about it over on Divine Caroline if you’d like to read it. Here’s a snippet:
Nathalie is talking to me about fires. She is very concerned about them, and as she tells me about it, we walk around a hospital. She goes on and on while we walk, and the threat of it becomes increasingly real. I can almost taste it.
Alan throws back the covers. He gets out of bed, reaches for a flashlight on the bedside table and clicks it on. I had been dreaming. There is something different about the night, something I can’t put my finger on, and I assume this is why he has woken up.