Fire
Fiero was doing well. Streets had been layed out ahead of new development, in the correct assumption that they would be needed later.
With the recently constructed railroad and influx of settlers from the East, houses went up quickly. Soon enough the empty city blocks were filled:
Things were going well, indeed.
Nora's life was also going well. Her pay was decent, and while working conditions left something to be desired she was earning a living. She'd made some friends, among them John Harper. Every day he made her grimy life a bit brighter. He was also new to the area, but unlike Nora he came from Virginia. She wasn't sure what it was that made her like him so much. Maybe it was his jokes; maybe it was the fact that he was never in a bad mood. Whatever. She liked him, and that's what mattered.
It was almost the end of her shift. Fifteen hours of long, hard work. She was exhausted, like she was every afternoon, and couldn't wait to get home.
"Another day, another dollar!" grinned John.
Nora smiled back. He said the same thing every day.
She grabbed her stuff and made to leave. As she walked down the street towards her house, she heard a loud boom and turned around. What was this?
The building next to her factory had exploded, causing the entire block to catch fire!
Quickly, the factory caught fire as well and burned. Before long, nothing was left but ashes.
It was gone. All gone! Everything had been going so well, only to be destroyed in moments. Could things get worse? At least she still had a home...
No, it could get worse. Within hours of the fire, she got the news. John was dead.
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