Our house was a two-story building out in the suburbs.I had already made it to the second floor, but the rain poured down in relentless sheets. The water rose with terrifying speed, already surging past my waist.My mother was shorter than me. The flood had reached her neck, and her eyes were filled with panic."It's going to be okay, Mom. We'll be rescued!" I soothed her, helping her climb onto the desk before pulling myself up beside her.This time, I didn't call my wife, Tricia Williams, for help. Instead, I dialed Corey Spencer, the rescue team's deputy captain.But it was Tricia who answered."That's enough, Michael! Every second counts when people are dying—can you stop making a scene? You can swim, and there's a kayak at home. If anyone's least likely to get hurt, it's you!"She hung up after shouting in fury. She had completely forgotten that I had nearly drowned while trying to save the man she loved. Ever since, I had carried a deep-seated fear of water.As for the k
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