How an Eight-Year-Old Girl Named Emily Reached Out for Help on Maplewood Drive
Then a man’s voice, older, in no hurry.
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“Ma’am, it’s a gas smell out by the barn.
It’s been like that since supper, and my wife says to call it in.”
“Is anybody feeling sick?
Lightheaded, any headaches?”
“No, ma’am.
It’s just the smell.”
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