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Keyley glanced up at her mother. “Mommy, what”s the blue light on the stove.”
“It’s a flame. Never touch it. You’ll get hurt,” said Jamie.
“Can I help,” said Keyley.
“No, because the pancakes are ready,” said Jamie.
Jamie’s cell buzzed on the counter. “Would you go wake Ethan and Daddy?”
With a mischievous grin Keyley said, “O.K.”
Throughout breakfast, Jamie spoke with her boss. At its conclusion, she ignited the wick on a scented candle to remove the horrible smell, which filled the kitchen. As she removed the griddle, she realized her mistake too late.