The Wistful Dinner

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The house did not burn, not in the way fire consumes wood and paper. It exhaled. A long, shuddering breath of heat and grey smoke rolled out from the kitchen window, smelling of scorched lavender and old dust, and the walls simply gave way, folding inward like wet paper until the entire structure of the Ashworth residence was a single, flat sheet of ruin in the middle of the suburban lawn. The...

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