I slowly exhale as I concentrate on the little stack of wood at the center of the empty space between the tents that my mother lead us to. A little anxious, I glance around at all of the very flammable canvas fabric around us.
“Steady,” Jacks murmurs, smirking down at me from his place at my side, sensing the direction of my thoughts. “You control it. You won’t set the camp ablaze unless you want to.”
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