Fan the Flame

Ezra’s feet slapped a rhythm against the smooth dirt path. He could hardly wait to get to the clearing where his family held their annual harvest party. Everyone else had gone ahead, but Ezra had stayed back to help Grandpa carry the firewood. Just the thought of s’mores made Ezra’s mouth water! Crunchy graham crackers, gooey marshmallows, and rich chocolate eaten by the light of a sizzling fire was the perfect way to spend a cool fall evening. Ezra spied the fire ring and hustled over to drop the logs on top of the glowing coals. “Whoa, there, Ez,” shouted Grandpa. “We need to build the fire slowly if we want one that will last.” Ezra caught the load of wood before it fell into the ashes but his forehead wrinkled with confusion. “Won’t the...

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