PART ONE OF A TWO-PART SERIES

It was pitch black in the house and the power was off. The Santa Ana winds were howling. As planned, my wife, Jenny, gathered our two dogs and cat and scurried them into her car, as I shuttled our important documents, medications, pet food, cash and clothes into mine. The bright orange sky illuminated our neighbors quietly performing the same choreography.

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