They Lost Me in the Fire
The house was on fire.
My husband–a firefighter–rescued our son first. And the kitten his first love had left behind.
Then, to comfort the frightened woman, he rushed off without a second thought.
When his colleagues asked my son if anyone else was still inside, he glanced in my direction… and shook his head.
"There's no one else."
I was later found screaming for help, barely alive.
Outside my hospital room, my son looked at me with disappointment.
"Why didn't you just burn to death in there?
"If you were gone, Aunt Maya could be my mom."