Of course, the neighbor the reporter finds has the last name Sparks. Golly, she has a knack for that. Still trying to figure out how "initially" not hearing the explosion is different from not hearing it until the widow in the replay booth confirmed there were two explosions.
Now, if only someone would clue her in about hyphens and those niggling adverbs ending in "ly" . . . she must have missed that during the afternoon session of her crime-reporting seminar at Mickey Spillane Tech.