She came down in a rush.
"Fire!"
She paused when she saw me looking out the window at the tree beginning to burn in our front yard.
"Why aren't you doing anything?"
I nodded out the window.
"The assholes are still out there, watching."
She looked out.
"Well, OK, fair enough, but why not call the fire brigade? Surely they'll put the fire out regardless of how they feel about it?"
I chuckled.
"I'll call shortly, love. Just after they find out what happens when you set fire to a healthy eucalyptus tree."
After it exploded, I called for ambulances.
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