My Son, 12, Dragged a Little Girl Out of a Fire – Next Day, We Received a Note: ‘Come To a Red Limousine Tomorrow at 5 a.m. Near Your Son’s School’
“Come with your son to the red limousine by Lincoln Middle School. 5 a.m. Do not ignore this. — J.W.” It sounded like a prank—until the dread in my stomach said it wasn’t. The fire had started at a backyard block party the afternoon before. Burgers on the grill, cider steaming in mugs, kids sticky…