You ever hear about those wildfires near San Bernardino, back in 1999, they destroyed, like eighty homes and about ninety thousand acres?" I shrugged. Seemed like California was always on fire. "I was the kid who set that fire. Not on purpose. Or at least, I didn't mean for it to get out of control." "What?" "I was only a kid, twelve years old, and I wasn't a firebug or anything, but I'd ended up with a lighter, a cigarette lighter, I can't even remember why I had it, but I liked flicking it, you know, and I was hiking back in the hills behind my development, bored, and the trail was just, covered, with old grasses and stuff. And I was walking along, flicking the lighter, just seeing if I could get the tops of the weeds to catch, they had these fuzzy tips- "Foxtail." "And I turned around, and … and they'd all caught on fire. There were about twenty mini-fires behind me, like torches. And it was during the Santa Anas, so the tops started blowing away, and they'd land and catch another patch on fire, and then blow another hundred feet. And then it wasn't just small fires here and there. It was a big fire." "That fast?" "Yeah, in just those seconds, it was a fire.
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