"Wait... I've got... Aerials, uh... Roman Candles, Spinners, Mines, " Bodhi dropped, on sandy knees, holding a beer, rifling through his backpack one-handed, a lit cigarette loosely between his lips. Flash-round, a wiry wick: "And Cherry Bombs." __________________ It's June, 2007. Jessamyn Cruz is wasting yet another summer saving up while working at a seedy seaside amusement park: Castaway's Playland Palace. Her boss sucks. Her best friends are dating. Her bike was just stolen. But Bodhi Grey is only on gig in Ocean Park until September, and Jess, albeit exhausted, is intrigued by him. They don't have to know each other. He'll leave. When he pulls over and offers her a ride one stormy morning, Bodhi blows up her summer single-handedly: a summer fling always ends, and ignited by a pyro blow-in, a spark (almost) always ends with an explosion.
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