Last time I take the gloves off.
But the bed was too low for him to get underneath with full gear on. He heard the creaking of the house as the flames weakened its structural integrity. He had to act fast.
I have places to be.
He stood up, leaving his helmet and glove on the ground. With one hand, he grabbed the edge of the bed and flung it across the room. It went up in a blaze as the flames traveled down the hallway into the room. Next, he grabbed the box spring and flung it away. It was heavier but time was short, so it went just as easily. The cat, frozen in fear, looked straight up at Alex. He knew what it was thinking – that it had to run, to get away, even if it went into the hallway.
Alex plucked it out of the corner before it could even inch forward. It tried to attack him but
