For Fatman, Ceara.

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"Then I stepped back from her body, lit a book of matches, and threw it at her. I could feel the heat of the fire. I could smell the flesh burning... I stay a few seconds and say a prayer to set her soul free," he said. Suddenly, he said, he realized he forgot to get the kids' three pet rabbits out of their bedrooms!"

"I told you he'd come back for us!"