The man burst through the wooden doors and nearly chocked to death on the swirling ash all around him.
He stared motionless at the circle of fire destroying the grand oak floors.
His eyes stung and his heart skipped a beat. This had happened before.
All the memories of that dark, horrible day came flooding back.
The man’s mind raced. She had been so close to him when it happened. She was blinded by smoke when she tripped and fell, and in a flash she was gone.
The man dropped to his knees as his heart ached for her.
What did this mean?