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It was appallingly difficult to pull Sawyer away from all that flame, and I had to physically remove his screaming body while also dialing Santiago. Fortunately, as the call connected, Sawyer got distracted by the large pile of sand behind the building and started climbing while I filled Santiago in.
In minutes, he and Officer Winslow were back on the scene, and Dad was on his way to get Sawyer because I knew – for the sake of my statement but also my spirit – that I needed to stay there. While we waited for the police to examine the scene, Sawyer and I walked down the hill and looked at the trillium peeking out of the leaf fall. He found a superb stick and whacked some trees, and when I heard tires on the gravel above, we hiked back up so he could show his Boppy the mushroom he found
