Chapter 10: Fire’s Delight
Bungalow 16
11:59 P.M.
“What’s going on out here?” Casey exited the bungalow in nothing more than a pair of white boxer-briefs.
Naked, dripping wet, and already at the side of the abode, pushing sand over the small fire, I saw that the flames were immediately tamped. Following my beginning skills as a firefighter, I turned to Casey and told him exactly what had happened.
In a state of disbelief, he dashed around the side of the house in search of the interloper who played firebug on our beach.
Because I knew that the stranger had already vanished into the night, I immediately went into the bungalow, fetched a pair of rubber cooking gloves from the kitchen, and exited the abode. Very little to no light illuminated down from the overhead moon. On my knees, I
