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Josh’s emergency shelter was gone and he was all alone, exposed to the wild heat and wind of the firestorm. Tree branches were dropping from the sky and slamming into his body. A fire tornado picked him up and whipped him through the air. The voices, the shouting, two people yelling terrible things at each other…the heat…
Was he dead? Was this hell?
No, he was back in the Big Canyon burnover. Back in his shelter. Facedown in the dirt listening to the world burn down around him. There was something he needed to remember. Needed to do. Where were the others? Sean! Rollo! He tried to call out to them, but his throat was so raw he stopped right away.
Tim. The kid from Jupiter Point running right into the forest. Slurry slashing through the trees. Dead weight on his shoulders. Something
