The Wistful Mountain

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The fire started in the break room. It was small at first. A spark in the coffee machine. A puff of acrid smoke. Then the curtain caught. Margaret watched. She did not run. She stood by the vending machine. Her hand held a lukewarm can of tea. The heat rose. It licked her face. The alarm shrieked. A red eye blinked above the door. Margaret dropped the tea. It rolled on the tile. She walked...

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