Fire in the Sack

[Sue Thomas]

If I live to be a hundred, and never see the seven wonders, that'll be alright, If I don't make it to the big leagues, If I never win a Grammy, I'm gonna be just fine, 'Cause I know exactly who I am

Sue

Sue's friend was . . . . attempting to bake a cake. However, it didn't help that neither of them could hear important things like oven timers, or the important things like fire alarms, or knocking on the door. Thankfully they could smell smoke! Apparently, the cake wasn't mixed well enough, and the pan was over filled--there fore the cake bubbled over the top and into the burners at the bottom where the dry parts caught a tiny fire. Which had begun to spread.

The alarms began to go off, but Sue and her friend couldn't hear them. This was a moment that it might be important to have a hearing dog. This was the moment she began to think of the idea that she might need one. However, before she could think too hard about it, she had to deal with the fire. Currently she had the oven door open and was trying to dump water into the oven to make the fire go out. She wasn't even sure water was what she was supposed to use! She'd heard there was types of fires that water didn't put out. However, it was the only thing she knew to do!

^{Jack Hudson}

[Jack Hudson]

Tag: Sue Thomas

she's gonna be

WITH ME, THAT OUGHT
TO BE ENOUGH

Jack and a few other firemen hopped in the truck and went straight to the source. They had been informed that someone had called a fire in, and one of the detectors was going off like crazy. Once they got there, they would be better able to assess it. Jack leaped out of the truck, another one already uncoiling the water hose as he grabbed an extinguisher. Sometimes, that was the quickest fix, depending on the severity of the fire itself. They got inside, and made their way to the room, already able to smell the smoke creeping out from under the door. A few people had poked their heads out to see what was happening.

"Fire department!" Jack announced as he loudly knocked on the door. There was no response. Maybe they weren't home. Taking a slight step back he raised his leg and kicked the door, breaking it and allowed them entrance. One woman gasped at the sight while another was in the kitchen attempting to put the fire out. Jack approached her from behind. "Ms, get back," he told her, but she was unresponsive. The other couple firemen with him were already opening the windows to let some of the smoke out. "Ms?!" Jack said, his voice a bit louder. When he finally was standing right behind her, he gently pulled her arm so that she was physically moved away from the fire, more behind him, at which point, he pulled out the hose of the extinguisher and put out the flame.