Realizing that something was wrong, he changed his words, "I just saw that the lights in their house were on."
It turned out that before I went to help Olive and her son, the phone call she hurriedly hung up was from Calvin.
I vaguely heard her say, "Someone's coming. I know what to do!"
In my previous life, the situation was critical and I didn't think much about it.
The person she was talking about might be me.
She was planning to push me into the fire!
As the fire grew more fierce, the cries for help from within the fire became too weak to be heard clearly.
Calvin let go of my arm and, eager to save people, he rushed into the fire.
I wouldn't let him have his way.
I purposely stifled a grunt and grabbed his hand, "Calvin, where are you going? My stomach hurts so badly."
Calvin was anxious, "Wendy, there are still people trapped inside, I'm going to save them!"
I gripped his hand hard, worried, "The firefighters are already on their way. You're not a professional. Are you going to rush in and get yourself killed?"
The people who escaped from the fire became more anxious than each other as they watched the fire, but no one dared to rush in.