FOR LOVE OF AUDREY ROSE By Frank De Felitta

A MUFFLED SCREAM EMERGED FROM THE CAR.

Hoover stumbled closer. The black smoke seared his lungs. He kept low to the wet earth. There was a rush of hot air, and flames licked upward from the engine block. In the rear window, black hair torn into streamers, Jennie beat against the glass.

“daddydaddyhothothot!”

The scream barely came through the roar of the flames.

“Ivy!” shouted Bill.

“daddydaddyhothothot!”

Hoover knelt forward. The heat sucked at his eyes. Flames shot up over the roof. Smoke twined lazily from the upholstery inside. Jennie began to choke.

“IVY!!!” Bill bellowed.

“daddydaddyhothothot!”

“Dear God! No!” Hoover wailed in anguish. “Not this time!

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