“You're on fire!” Jimmy whirled and searched with care.
“Everyone stand back!” he cried with frightened pride.
He ushered the gathering crowd from side to side.
Sebastian frowned. “Do you see flames anywhere?”
“You’ll fan the blaze if you keep moving round!”
He wrapped his friend despite the puzzled stare.
Sebastian muttered, “Jimmy, I’m fine, I swear!”
“That's what everyone says before they hit the ground.”
Jimmy lunged. “That'll go up in flames, don't you see?”
He dragged the case away and stowed it under the bar.
“That timber hasn't got a fighting chance this far.”
“There aren't any sparks! Just let me play free!”
“They're only gone because I've put them out.”
He sniffed the air. “The flames can't fool me now.”
Sebastian shook his head and sighed. “You don't know how.”
Jimmy smiled. “You're welcome. I know what fire's about.”