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What does the author notice one Sunday afternoon? What is his mother’s reaction? What does she do?

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One Sunday afternoon, the author noticed a strange smell. Then he saw smoke pouring in through the seams of the ceiling and filling the room very quickly. They could barely see anything. By the time they ran out into the front yard, the roof was already engulfed in flames and was spreading very quickly. His mother ran back into the house. She had brought out a small metal box full of important documents. She wanted to bring out important things from the house one by one. She was in a ‘crazed state’.

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अध्याय 8: A House Is Not a Home - A House Is Not a Home [पृष्ठ ५४]

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अध्याय 8 A House Is Not a Home
A House Is Not a Home | Q 1 | पृष्ठ ५४

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