After failing countless times, Arnold Simmons thought maybe there was something wrong with the firewood.
Camilla thought for a moment and earnestly added, "Maybe there's something wrong with the leaves too."
Big Round pawed and smashed a box of matches, "Woof!" This has a problem too.
Hannah couldn't help but laugh.
Three pairs of eyes looked over at her.
Camilla reacted first, pattering over to Hannah's side, circling her legs, "Hannah, you must know how to start a fire, don't you?"
In its mind, Hannah was omnipotent.
Hannah walked over, "Let me do it, you wait over there."
Arnold Simmons got up to make room for her, then sat on a small stool in the corner, "Be careful, if it doesn't work, we can eat outside."
There are quite a few places selling food in the small town.
"Okay."
Arnold Simmons watched her intently.
Hannah reached for the firewood, grabbed some leaves, and took the newspaper tossed aside too.
