My Teaser:
The sun had set. With Mama and Isaac still teasing Jon Cox mercilessly, we rotated our hay bales to face the bonfire, which roared up into the purpling sky. I scanned the faces in the bonfire crowd. They flashed yellow-orange in the changing light. A few Theater sophomores sat half a dozen hay bales to the left. To our right, the Minuets hooted with laughter, cluttering up the air.
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