I was driving home from the doctor today and I noticed a large plume of smoke rising into the air. As I got closer to our exit, the smoke seemed to be coming from our street. The closer I got to home, the more it looked like the smoke was rising directly from my roof. My growing concern amplified as I sat in the traffic jam that had formed in the area. Ducking down a few side streets got me a little closer, but then I came up against a police barricade.
Good news! It wasn't my house, it was the haunted lumberyard a few streets away. Relieved, I got some fries at Wendy's.