Matchboxes
The boxes were small, the kind that looked like old matchboxes—the very long ones used for lighting fireplaces. They were worn and dusty, clearly old, and looked as if they had been hidden there for at least two decades. Mark picked one up, feeling uneasy about the whole situation. “That seems dangerous,” Mark spoke out loud, wondering what these boxes were doing hidden under the truck. But that was before he opened one.
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