It was a perfect night for a bonfire. Only a few wispy clouds dragged across
the moon, shadowing it, then freeing it. The heat of the day eased with
sunset, and the air was balmy, freshened by a calm, steady breeze.
sunset, and the air was balmy, freshened by a calm, steady breeze.
Temptation
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Everyone loves a runny, half-melted marshmallow
after it's
been shoved on a stick and held over a
burning campfire for 30 seconds.
Obviously the taste is great, but there's something
even
better about the primal act of cooking something
by sticking it on the end of a
bit of wood.
Which begs the question, what other foods should
we be shoving on
the end of sticks and roasting over campfires?
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Every one of the girls had contributed to the making of it,
just as every one of them circled around the bonfire now,
waiting for the fire to catch and blaze. An
army of hot dogs and marshmallows was laid out
on a picnic table. Stacked like swords were dozens of
cleaned and sharpened sticks. Nearby was the
garden hose with a tub full of water, for safety's sake.
Candy held up a long kitchen match, drawing out the drama
as the girls began to cheer.
"The first annual bonfire at Camp Liberty is about to begin.
Secure your hot dogs to your sticks, ladies, and prepare to roast."
Temptation