This story is very close to my heart, and also represents a milestone achievement – my first non-flash story to be published since 1996! (It’s just under 6,000 words.)
STONE, WATER, FIRE
Fire was essential to their weekend plans, because the child with them was a known arsonist.
While the adults carried supplies into the house, Peter stood under the mantel and looked up the blackened chimney. He pointed to an ancient chain hanging over the hearth and asked, “What’s that?”
Read the whole story at The Coachella Review. (It’s towards the bottom of the contents list.)