And the higher the pile grew the more excited she became, counting down the days to Burn Night. There was always a second pile too, but this was diff...rent. It wasn’t the steepled stack of the bonfire, no. It was carefully arranged, sorted and stacked according to size and weight. This was the fuel pile, each piece to be added manually to the bonfire through the evening. I never did figure out why it was necessary. Finally, it would arrive: Burn Night. Torches made out of rags tied onto sticks. Just out of high school he got hired on at the local mill, where both his father and uncle worked. We didn't have to attend college or trade school like is other friends, a well paying job with benefits at 18 years old.Dan worked and saved money; buying some land, with a house and always able to affored a new truck, a boat, an ATV and yearly vacations. Dan was always lucky, except for when it came to women.Dan had only had a few on and off girlfriends, a few drunken one-night stands and a. Katherine saw the look of concentrated bliss on his face and guessed that somebody was also busy working on him. The bastard seems to be enjoying this. He doesn’t even seem to care about me and the girls, she fumed.When their eyes finally met Mel’s look of intense pleasure was replaced by a sick, guilty one. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly and bowed his head in shame to avoid his wife’s accusing eyes. At the same time he was trying to ignore the jolts of pleasure surging through his body.. "I stood pondering the place while Carrie and Kasey were silent."Are you sure?" I asked."Very," she said. "Even if this is too far out, there are others we can look at. There is one that Kasey really liked — because it has an in-ground pool. It's a ranch-style. That's the only drawback except the price. It's $300,000 but it is in the same school district that Mark and Kasey attend now." Not really a consideration since I don't have custody," I said. "They don't go to school from my house — or.