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This is a Christian-fiction storyblog about a
young widowed Christian man and the
fictional town in Ohio where he lives.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

The Narrow Escape. (Chapter 5)






 A black-and-white Dodge Charger patrol car bearing the markings
of the Newberry Police Department sped west on Newberry Road,
its siren wailing as the car sped to the accident scene.
 Behind the wheel of the patrol car, Officer Frank Hunt began to see
the scene unfold before him as he drew closer to the accident. Thick
black smoke billowed toward the sky and then the flaming wreck
emerged into view. Hunt immediately started to slow down when he
saw the burning utility pole lying across the road, creating a fiery
roadblock.
 Hunt then immediately radioed dispatch of the situation then swung the
Charger cruiser sideways to stop traffic. The officer noticed the small
house off the road across from the disaster scene and knew it belonged
to Mac Davenport.
 He'll be involved, Hunt thought to himself, knowing Mac Davenport's
good samaritan ways.
 Officer Hunt began looking for victims, wondering if they escaped the
burning car. He jumped out of his car with his portable radio and
began walking a safe distance to the right of the accident and there,
about seventy feet from the inferno he thought he saw two bodies
lying right next to each other. He ran back to the Charger and
grabbed a pair of binoculars to get a better view of the bodies and
sure enough, there were two men lying on the ground.
 Officer Hunt immediately informed dispatch of his discovery and
to send the appropriate emergency personnel. He then got in yet
another view and recognized that one of the men was indeed Mac
Davenport!
"Oh cripes," Hunt thought out loud, "Davenport got hurt saving
that guy!" But Frank was unable to help them as he had to stop
traffic from getting to close to the scene.
 Officer Hunt got back into the Charger and drove it a little farther
from the accident to give the fire personnel more space. As he
turned the car and stopped, a chorus of sirens sang from the east and
grew louder until Hunt caught the array of flashing lights. He backed the
Charger until the rear tires rested on the shoulder, then got out and
donned his road vest and waved the fire trucks in.
Following the two pumpers was a red Chevrolet Tahoe bearing the
Newberry Fire Department emblem and markings. It was the Fire
Chief's vehicle. As the pumpers stopped at a safe distance from the
downed utility pole and wires, the Tahoe zoomed past them and
whipped off the road and onto the shoulder adjoining Mac's property
to get to the other side of the scene and check it out.
 Two Ohio State Highway Patrol cars stood across the road a good
distance from the site. The fire chief's vehicle parked in the middle
of the space formed by the wreck and the OSHP cruisers.
 Newberry Fire Chief Barney A. Husman parked the SUV so it faced
the accident scene then got out to survey the scene. He knew he had
to get the power going through those wires shut down before attempting
to fight the fire. He also noticed the house across the scene and like Officer
Hunt, knew Mac Davenport lived there. He also knew that Mac would
get himself involved.
 Husman turned his attention from the house and to the scene and then saw
two bodies lying next to each other. He immediately ran towards them as
did two other firefighters. As he drew closer he noticed the one man was
lying face up, his mouth gaping. The other, lying face down and shirtless,
was injured. The man's jeans were charred at the leg cuffs, his right foot
bare and burned with his right shoe about ten inches from it, charred and
smoking as was the one that remained on his left foot. When he got a look
at the man's face as the man's head was lying on its right side, he mouthed
the word, Davenport.





This concludes Chapter Five

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