I Did Nothing When My Husband Was Locked In a Burning Building
From the back cover
The moment my neighbor burst into my home, his voice a frantic mix of panic and urgency, I felt my stomach drop.
"Maya, your factory's on fire!"
I didn't stop to think. Throwing on the nearest coat, I bolted outside and ran. The dark smoke billowing in the distance was unmistakable.
When I reached the entrance of the factory, chaos greeted me. My cousin Lucia and my mother-in-law, Evelyn, stood near the locked entrance. Both were frantic and Evelyn even pounded her fists against the electronic door.
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