The room was on fire. The chair he had been sitting in was melted from an errant drop of the stuff. His shirt had a stain that was slowly growing into a hole.
And Howard stood looking as it burned, more dumbfounded than upset.
He pulled out his phone.
“Hey, uh, Kevin?” he said.
A pause as he listened to the reply.
“Yeah, uh, I tried your chili. I feel like you might want to make it a little less spicy next time.”
Special thanks to: Melissa Potter
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