Feeding the Fire
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“I think so,” Jessie said. She glanced again at the treehouse, where she could see the black edge of the telescope that Zach had set up. They had been up there a few times to look at the moon, but the treehouse still felt like a cold, strange place. Maybe in the summer she would feel like painting it the way Zach suggested.
“He was really smart, you know?” Jessie said, remembering the things Stef had been so eager to teach her, and the stuff he knew about chemicals—what would react, what wouldn’t. “I wish people knew that.”
Jessie turned away from the treehouse, taking in the tall trees, the new blueberry bushes lined up in rows, and the nearly finished house, lit by the late afternoon sun. Finally, she turned to Cam. Their eyes connected for a moment, then he heaved a long sigh. He turned from her and dropped in, the growl of his wheels filling the space between them.
THE END
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Acknowledgments
Every story I sit down to write connects me with something deeper, and pulling all the many threads together in order to tell it requires the help of so many people. I’m grateful to my family for their undying support and enthusiasm, especially my husband, Kurt, who acts as my bullshit meter, my cheerleader, my guidance counselor, and whose experiences as a firefighter inspired this story. Thank you also to retired Poulsbo Fire Chief Jeff Griffin for answering my many questions about firefighting, life in a municipal fire station, shift structure, lifestyle, and so much more. Learning from you has been immensely gratifying. Thanks also to Poulsbo Fire firefighter Jim Whitsett for giving me insight to life on the floor. I’m lucky to have a team of beta readers who have given me great insight and wonderful support; thank you, I’m truly honored to work with you. A special thank you goes to Craig Isenberg, LMFT, who’s keen understanding of human psychology has enriched my writing in more ways than I can count. Thank you for answering all my questions and exploring my many “what ifs.” I would be lost without your guidance. Thanks also to Officer Wendy Davis for helping me understand the criminal justice system. Finally, thank you to my brilliant and supportive editor, Ryan Hume. Working with you has made a huge impact on my writing; I’m grateful for your experience and insight.
Also by Amy Waeschle
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Cassidy Kincaid Suspense Series
Rescuing Reeve
Finding Izzy Ford (coming August 2019)
The Silent Search (coming November 2019)
Memoir
Chasing Waves, A Surfer’s Tale of Obsessive Wandering
Short Stories
Swimming Lessons
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About the Author
AMY WAESCHLE is the author of the #1 Amazon Bestselling suspense novel Rescuing Reeve, the prequel Meet Me on the Mountain, the standalone novel Going Over the Falls, and the surf travel memoir, Chasing Waves, A Surfer's Tale of Obsessive Wandering. She earned a B.S. in Geology from the University of Washington and worked as a field instructor for the National Outdoor Leadership School in British Columbia, the Southwest, and Wyoming before becoming a writer. A challenging surf experience in Fiji inspired her first book, and she’s been dreaming up stories ever since.
Amy likes to surf, run mountain trails, and spend time with her family. She loves to travel and has lived in Sicily, Sun Valley, the Alaskan bush, and in the back of her 1996 Isuzu Trooper. Currently, Amy and her husband live in Poulsbo, Washington with their two daughters. You can contact her at amywaeschle.com.