Chapter Seven
Jesse
I stood beside the ambulance, waiting with an elderly woman sitting in the back. Dana Halloran, one of our EMT’s and a friend, was checking her lungs and having her breathe into a respirator. Dana gave me a thumbs up, and I nodded, turning away. Our crew had been called to a fire just outside of town. We weren’t really into fire season yet, but there was always something.
This elderly woman who lived alone had accidentally set her woodstove pipe on fire. Her small cabin was just isolated enough that we hadn’t gotten the call right away, and the home was destroyed. A neighbor had spotted the smoke and flames and called us. Spinning around, I scanned the smoldering remains of the home. The roof was caving in and only two walls were left standing. Ward, our crew superin
