The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The fire took the roof before dawn. You saw the smoke. You knew it was yours. You stood in the yard. The ash fell like snow. It was cold. You were cold. Your wife, Eleanor, was inside. You knew this. You ran. The door was stuck. The wood warped. You kicked it. It did not move. The heat pressed against your face. It was a wall. You pushed. The wood split. You fell in. The house was gone. Not the...

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