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My nephew jammed a firecracker into a heating vent, and when I yanked him out right before it blew, he actually had the nerve to blame me. Seconds later, somebody dumped boiling oil on me, and the burns were bad enough to finish the job. When I opened my eyes again, I watched—crystal clear—as that same nephew blasted himself into the air and dropped straight into a scalding pit, boiling alive before anyone could blink. My parents howled, my brother and his wife lost their minds, and me? I grabbed a drink, picked up some groceries, and set the table like I was hosting doom itself. By nightfall, the whole family had a VIP ride to the crematorium, and I walked out with the inheritance and a brand-new life waiting for me.