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As soon as I got us somewhere safe I asked in our Church Facebook page and someone was kind enough to give me information that I had already figured out on my own.

Mom had me park by the fire station, figuring that we would know when it would be safe to return home when the fire trucks returned, but then she demanded that I drove to Safeway so she could get gas.

Both Camries were at a quarter tank, so I wanted to fill up both cars with our $1 discount.

However, I wasn't getting my car from across the street from the huge gas leak.

Mom kept yelling at me to call the police and I finally asked if she wanted me to drive home and see how close we could get.

There was a work truck across the street and that family was still outside while their house aired out, but they said the rest of us were safe to go home.

I grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys. Mom grabbed her purse, but kept lamenting she didn't bring any of her devices--or her portable oxygen concentrator.

She wanted me to ask my sister in California how natural gas behaved and I kept asking if it was heavier than air.

Mom kept asking if it was heavier than air using many more words.

As soon as we got back I unplugged the heater and we kept telling my brother not to use the hair dryer after his bath, but he snuck around the corner and dried his pretty-dry hair.

We seem to have survived.