Fire in the Smokies

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“…smoke and debris…falling…twenty percent…blowing east…as the sun rises…” Jaxon stiffened in frustration as he tweaked the dial on the ham radio to get better reception. No matter how slight his movement, he couldn’t get the connection to come in more clearly. “…flames…caves…can only hope…”

He jerked when the back door flung open. He released his hold on the dial and flexed his fingers as he turned to gaze over his shoulder. Sergius, his oldest brother, crossed the kitchen, his brow furrowed. “Anything new?”

“No.” He shook his head. “Unfortunately, I can’t even get a good connection. But it doesn’t sound good. The fire isn’t contained, that’s for sure.”

Sergius plopped in a chair across from Jaxon. “If they don’t get that fire under control soon, it’s going to encroach on a few properties to the east.”

“I was thinking the same thing. And the weather isn’t cooperating one bit.”

Sergius’s mate, Juliana, padded into the room and wrapped herself around her husband from behind before jumping back a few inches. “What’s the temperature out there?”

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