Maybe she was a little match girl who froze to death in a previous life, but Fiorella has a thing about firewood. You saw the picture of all the wood she and Husband have stored up for winter, and that's with at least three dead trees to go. You'd think that would be enough, but nooo--as Fio drives to and from home, she covets the dead and broken trees she sees on the roadside. If only she had a pick-up and a couple of nervy henchmen to sneak into the woods in the dead of night and chainsaw those trees down, then pack them in the truck and drive them back home for her.
Any volunteers?
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