My Car Was Torched

“It smells like smoke out here,” I said to Kent as we locked up our place heading to the car for a trip to Grandma’s house. I turned the corner and stopped in pure disbelief; there, right next to my car, a blaze of fire was growing larger quickly. I yelled “Kent!” not knowing what to do and with a 4 day old baby in hand I wasn’t about to go near the ragging flames. I looked around and Kent was already in action running in search of a near by hose. I realized it must be that old mattress that somebody had thrown out near the dumpster that was burning and it was sure burning; the flames grew to a considerable height. 911 was called. Neighbors started coming out of their houses and not knowing what else to do they watched, some scared of an explosion started spraying down there houses. No hose could be found within reach, and there was nothing we could do but watch my poor little car be burned and melted away!!! I went around the corner of the building not wanting to watch. I heard the fire truck pull in and saw police walking about. I let Kent deal with the mess while I stayed away with my new born. When the fire was put out and things calmed down I came back and looked to see what had become of my sweet little car and this is what I saw. I cried.