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Edna lit the candle sitting at the edge of her desk. “Sallie Day,” she said. The candle flame glowed blue and then white. “Hello?” a voice said. “Hello, Sallie,” Edna said. She leaned back in her chair and started to doodle on the edge of her desk calendar. “Edna, is