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... , quite small. No one would even notice the smoke until it reached up for miles? into the air, and by the its far too late."
The footsteps of the two women over the dead leaves made soft crunching sounds, but none of the residents of that small cabin heard it. They were deep in their slumber.
"You said….. There was a child. And that she's dying." Joan said, her fingers clenched tightly around the gasoline tank in her hand.
"Picked an easy first time for you." Pele grinned ...
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