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Noir (Part 8)

My eyes were just closing when there was an ear-shattering explosion. That boom was louder than my ex-wife’s mother, and trust me on this as far as mother-in-laws get, she was the worst. There were three 8 by 6 windows lined up next to each other on the left side of my bed, on the other side of the windows was a balcony. All three of the windows exploded. I hurdled out of my bed faster than you could say bed, and walked towards my balcony.
I stared out of the vacancies that used to be windows. In the streets was utter chaos, and off in the distance, three, maybe four miles away, a mushroom cloud had started to take form.
My mouth swung open wider than I thought possible. My first thought went to Marlene. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

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