So after we had cleared the wreck (only car remaining on the scene was a a white SUV on the bed of a tow truck, top pretty much caved in), then there was smoke overhanging the Interstate ahead.
“What’s all that smoke?” I asked Marty.
We didn’t know.
My sister writes saying they’d left our nephew’s birthday party not long after we did, but heard about the jam and avoided it. They’d also apparently heard news of something else.
“Did you see the brush fires?” she writes.
Yes, we saw the brush fires.
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