My Husband Took The Only Car Out Of A Wildfire Evacuation Zone With His Mother And His Mistress Inside. I Was Six Months Pregnant, Standing In The Smoke, Begging Him Not To Leave Me

evacuation warnings, and everyone along Pine Ridge Road had either escaped or was rushing bags into their vehicles.

I stood in the hallway with one hand supporting my stomach and the other wrapped around the SUV keys.

“Brett, we have to go now,” I said.

My husband walked out of the bedroom, his jaw tense and his phone pressed against his ear.

Behind him,continue reading …