Instead of answering the daily prompt with personal stuff; I’m gonna work the prompt into my story. Hope you enjoy.
Aftermath
Evie took a shower. She didn’t want to do anything. Numb was how she was feeling. There came a gentle knock at her door. It was Dillon. When she saw him, she just fell apart. Everything poured out. He hugged her up and let her cry.
His phone vibrated in his pocket. He let her go long enough to meet the fire marshal.
It didn’t take the fire marshal long to find the cause of the blaze. A faulty wire. Simon admitted they had found mice since the bitter cold.
“It’s her fault,” Rebecca snapped. “If that property hadn’t been bush hogged, we wouldn’t have had a problem.”
The fire marshal glanced helplessly at Dillon. He didn’t return the favor.
“Your girl friend has caused nothing but trouble since she moved in.” This got Dillon’s attention. “That damn horse leaves shit all over the road. Homeless people in the basement of the church. Mice. My husband could have gotten killed playing the hero. That’s your job.” She pointed aggressively at Dillon.
The fire marshal cleared his throat, “here’s 2 copies of your report. Here’s a business card with my number.“ He tipped his hat and left. With Dillon hot on his heals.
“We need to sue her?”
“What for?” Simon asked in shock.
“This is her fault!” Rebecca screamed
Calmly Simon asked, “how?”
“Were you not paying attention? Faulty wire. Most likely caused by a mouse chewing on it. I had mice when I first bought this house. But none since.”
“That you know of.”
“Why are you taking her side?”
“I’m not. I’m trying to have a conversation with my wife.”
“Conversation,” she huffed. “Maybe the 2 of you can go be heroes together.”
“Maybe you could win the lottery?” He suggested. “Maybe read a book.”
She shot him a look that told him more than words ever could.
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This unchecked bad behavior is exactly why there is so much division. Ugh! That woman!
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