It’s All On The Line
Copyright © 2013 by Emma Jay
All Rights Reserved.
"To Trish G, who will probably never read this, in admiration"
Jaci Nichols stood on the Northern California mountainside and watched the smoke swirl into the sky, obliterating the blue. The fire danced beneath it, greedily gnawing at the trunks of trees before moving on to easier prey, moving fast along the ground between, before licking hopefully at the next tree. How could something like fire seem so alive?