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They gathered as the sun began to set. The few clouds scattered across the sky were tinged with pink. It was a beautiful sight, she thought, looking upwards.

They lit the coals, and the flames began to rise. She coughed as the smoke reached her.

They talked amongst themselves as the flames rose higher. They laughed. Told jokes. She looked across and wondered if they were talking about her.

The smoke grew thicker, and made her eyes water. The smell of burning meat began to mingle with the smoke.

She wanted to cry. She would have done anything to be somewhere else.

“Hey! Hey, Pris! Pass the ketchup. You having a sausage or a burger?”

She sighed and reached for the ketchup bottle on the table in front of her. She hated barbecues.

© Kari Fay

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