Thatched-roof building fires

I used to be so worried that he’d set that fire, each time I heard of a thatched-roof building going up in flames, all within a decent driving distance. One time, I wondered if he stood there, watching the fire brigade do what they still could.

When a nearby garage or car dealership had a fire, I worried if he had had a hand in that too, because of how he was always going on about cars, about people being like cars.

I stopped concerning myself about such matters a long time ago. If people want to be blind, that’s their choice. Nobody ever got hurt in the fires, I noticed. So there was only material damage and I figured it helped him get rid of anger.

Because it always seemed to follow anger to do with me.

That was in the days before animals started to get attacked and inanimate stuff in my house started getting messed with too. Roughly between 2010 and 2015 or 16.

I have no idea whether that, the fires, was him or not.

(No, I’m not joking. I wish. Somehow, I don’t think that the garage fire had anything to do with him; that was just me jumping to conclusions because it was so close and about cars and because he was always going on about cars. It was around Queens Road or thereabouts, btw. But the thatched roof fires, that may be a different story.)

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