Monday, May 31, 2010


Nicholas Lacaille kept to himself. He was good at school, not so good at making friends, and completely helpless with girls. But he had one special talent that broke through all that and even gave him a certain level of schoolyard cred: He made things burn . . . in elaborate and dangerous ways.
     So, on the beach, where most of the fire pits tended to come and go with the tide and the season, there was always one guaranteed to gather a crowd, whenever Nick happened by with the latest trick he’d discovered on the Internet or received through the mail.

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