Barbara McDowell

Here’s my take:

Put it out. His first thought was strong though too slow. His plan was to grill out and display a grand swath of fish on croissants with fruit parfait to finish. Now just an abrupt gush on a burning portion. Just put it out and hand Jan a fragrant small wick. It couldn’t hurt anything. It wouldn’t stop what was going to occur. A shack would still burn down. Jan would still abandon him. Having Jan hold a tiny bit of his guilt, a touch of his stupidity was not a solution. It was all that David could finally do.

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I’d love to see others come up with. 🙂