The wildfire ends.
“You’re still here?”
The fireman looks to the woman in a pioneer dress. “The kids—”
“Safe. They followed me.”
He points to the charred corpse. “Who’s this?”
She stares offering him a hand. “Sorry, my manners. Never met another ghost.”
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