The Camp Fire is Contained – the finale

The Camp Fire is Contained – the finale

As for himself, Ferguson thought, if he had any energy left in these calloused and gnarly fingers, it might be the night that he started to write. The long, longest day when Paradise was lost, but he’d saved souls with a spatula, griddle, and a kitchen bereft of eggs....
The Camp Fire is Contained – the finale

Paradise Lost, Part Two

By the time she’d made her way to Booth #1, Grace’s legs felt as if she’d slogged twenty-four miles. Her heart had met its test of endurance—so far. “It’s a goldang mess,” Ferguson muttered to no one in particular, though Grace overheard his remark. There wasn’t a...