The campfire cracked and popped. “I knew that pine was too green. Should’ve picked up more of the mesquite. The venison is going to taste funny.”
“Oh, just turn the spit.” Conrad wondered for the hundredth time why he brought Kelsey along.
“The spit is getting hot,” Kelsey whined. Conrad crawled into the tent and bundled into a sleeping bag with his new magazine.
“Do you smell that?” Kelsey squinted to see in the darkness. “Something out there is on fire.”
Conrad stuck his head out of the tent. The wind shifted and blew smoke in his eyes. His vision blurred in a haze.
When it cleared, he realized he was at home in his bedroom, and the smoke was pouring in around the door.
125 words is the upper limit for November. This Thanksgiving edition comes in on the money. The word for this week is fire.
If you are playing along for Flash in the Pan, or would like to join for the first time, visit the Flash in the Pan page to learn how to be a part of the second edition of FTP. Are you choosing more nouns or verbs?
Do you camp? Do you like flame-cooked food? Have you ever been as close as Conrad to a fire?
What is your favorite preparation for turkey? Does your family celebrate with “traditional” Thanksgiving food?