6 Days To Go

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They stood there and looked at it, the charred remains of a supermarket's finest, fresh from the plastic tub.

Carbonated fruit peel. Incinerated glacé cherries. Oxidised flaked almonds.

Orlando cleared his throat. "So. No Christmas pudding, then."

"Does anyone else want to know why the flames were green?"

Elijah shifted uneasily from foot to foot, and spared a moment to look reproachfully at Dom. He winced as he realised how attentively Billy had followed his gaze.

Billy continued. "Well I'd certainly like to know why we were dealing with green flames. What exactly did you pour over the pudding, Dom?"