I was ready for bed. My eyes fell on the musical 1 on my bedside table. In it was a photo of Dad smiling, and once opened, it would play his 2 song recorded before his death. It was propped(支，撑)open just enough so the recording wouldn't play.
Dad was a 3 man. He was always singing me his little made-up songs to share joy although he was 4 off-key, not hitting every note.
Dad was a man with big heart. When my house burned down a few years ago, Dad 5 my family into his home. When we tried to offer some 6, he said with his characteristic voice, "Don't be 7!"
With happy 8, I fell asleep.
"Beautiful and marvelous-!"
Suddenly, was awoken hours later by the 9 song. The card! I snapped it shut(啪的一声合上).
How did that card just start playing? I checked the windows, all tightly shut. But why couldn't I 10 the feeling that something was wrong?
I decided to 11 downstairs. Opening the door to the laundry room, I was hit with a strong smell of 12. The heat lamp had fallen, and the carpet was burning.
The 13 wasn't too bad. I let out a shaky breath with 14. What could have happened? Perhaps another house fire. . . But we were safe. All thanks to Dad's one-of-a-kind 15.
