Alice sat down with her laptop at her small desk at home. She opened her Facebook account but none of her five "friends" had posted. She couldn't really post about her day so she wrote about how she'd met a wonderful man at the bank and how they'd had dinner that night.

And she lit a candle to the Blessed Mother statue on her dresser in the bedroom with a wish for a restoration of all the people she'd lost from her files.

Unfortunately, a spark from the sputtering candle lit the antimacassar on fire and she doused it out with a glass of iced tea before the curtains caught fire too.