The Night of the Fire: A Superposition
PART ONE: JACK'S TESTIMONY The fire started at 2:47 AM. I know the time because I looked at the clock above the dish pit when I heard the first pop—the Garland's front left burner igniting with a sound like a knuckle cracking. I was still in the kitchen. I was always in the kitchen. I had been closing, wiping down the flat-top, scrubbing the grill brush across the steel until the carbon came...
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