Lying in a sleeping bag, Matt stares up at the stained glass by the church’s dome. The apartment he had lived for the last 5 years was no more, a negligent neighbor had fallen asleep with a lit-cigarette in his hand. With only the clothes he’s wearing and his favorite blanket, Matt evacuated the building and was transported to the church for shelter.
“Matt?” A familiar voice calls. Matt sits up to see his mother running toward him. “Are you okay, honey?” His mother wraps him in a tight embrace.
“Mmm hmm,” is all Matt can say as he sobs.
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