Wild fire

Wild fire. Forest fire. Call it whatever you want. Something primitive in our brains yells, Run! when smoke registers.

Leave or stay; wait for the evacuation order or wait and watch the flames creep down the ridges, wondering if the fire lines would hold.

Those were just a few of the decision we had to make last week as the forest burned around our mountain cabin. I had decided to stay there with the dogs while my husband traveled on business. The relaxed week I’d envisioned turned into a s...