Question

2. What happened one Sunday afternoon?
a house is not a home​

Answer 1

• One Sunday afternoon, the author smelled something strange, and then he noticed smoke pouring in through the seams of the ceiling. She dropped the case on the lawn and ran back into the house to bring the pictures of author's dead father, which was the only thing that she had to remember him by. 

Answer 2

One Sunday afternoon, the author smelled something strange, and then he noticed smoke pouring in through the seams of the ceiling. ... She dropped the case on the lawn and ran back into the house to bring the pictures of author's dead father, which was the only thing that she had to remember