Abby arrived in time to see Mark run into the barn. Caleb and Harrison shouted his name, and Abby couldn't move as she saw the flames engulf the barn. Terror raced through her.
As she'd sped here, she'd called 911, although the dispatch had told her someone else had called minutes earlier. The fire department would be there as soon as they could, but the nearest station was miles away.
And now Mark was inside that burning barn, the stupid man.
"Abby!" Harrison came toward her, covered in soot. "What are you doing here?"
"Mark..." She waited, praying he'd emerge soon. She could barely breathe, and her eyes stung even though she was yards away from the fire.
"He went to get the rest of the horses, the idiot."
She counted to five, then ten, and then she grabbed the rag from Harrison's h
