"You could stop," she said. Her voice was small, because the night had shrunk even her words.
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They spent hours under the humming eaves—hours that felt like a ritual and like a train ride. Nebusoku-chan brought out a lighter she'd kept from a summer of neighborly barbecues, a small thing that smelt of gas and lemon. The ghost arranged its paper hem into a small boat and set it on the puddle by the curb. It wasn't fire they needed, she realized, but a witness.
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Nebusokuchan stared at the entity. "Excuse me?"