The Night Global Warming Arrived At My Doorstep
<p>I was startled awake at 1 a.m. when the cordless phone in our bedroom rang.</p>
<p>“Mom. I’m sorry to call in the middle of the night.” It was my son, Max.</p>
<p>“No worries, Sweetie,” I replied, slightly rattled. “Everything alright?”</p>
<p>“Andrew said there’s a big fire near you guys. Are you okay?”</p>
<p>“We’re fine,” I said confidently.</p>
<p>I recalled there was a hint of smoke in the air when my husband and I drove home from San Francisco around 11 p.m., but it was a blustery evening and we’d smelled smoke carried on the wind from distant fires before. We thought little of it.</p>
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