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... the heat we’d generated. With the cigarette still between my lips, I crouched down, grabbing a couple of dry logs from the stack and tossing them onto the grate. I crumpled some newspaper from the basket, tucked it under, and struck a match, the flame catching quick. I blew gently, coaxing the fire back to life, the crackle growing as the logs started to burn, casting a warm orange glow across the room.
A thunderclap shook the cabin, loud enough to rattle the windows, and the girls gaspe ...
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