(A Lighter That Doesn’t Work & Birds That Fall From The Sky: A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 19 is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
A Frightening Scene
Elston James was more than confused and a little startled. He’d gone to bed the night before just as always, only to walk out this morning and find his lawn, driveway and the entire street littered with dead avian carcasses. It was literally a scene out of a 1950s horror movie!
(Peaking Through The Weeds: A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 18 is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
Elston was glad that Shawn had been able to join him in the woods of southeastern Oklahoma this fall for what a mutual friend had dubbed his yearly killing spree. The killing was kind of sporadic as he looked back through time and considered the genesis of this most primitive of activities but the number of deer in the woods had exploded in recent yrs so today was different.
(Sobering Diagnosis: A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 17 is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
Elston’s head was spinning with confusion and fear. He wasn’t in his right mind at the moment which didn’t make absorbing this news any easier but it certainly may have made the catastrophic nature of his father’s diagnosis seem even more dire than it really was, if that was even possible because these tragic circumstances were overwhelming and infuriating.
Elston James crashed, exhausted on the worn, slick leather couch as he grabbed the Ipad Pro off the charger and propped it up onto his lap. He absentmindedly opened the Ebay app and typed in the search query he entered so often. There was no way he’d ever be
able to cover all the results this search contained but that wouldn’t stop him from trying as it offered the least likely chance of him missing any single listing he wished to see.
(A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 15: Fires Of A Home is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
Another Chance(Ordained) Meeting
Elston had recognized the lighter the second he’d caught a glimpse of it in the man’s hand as he offered Elston the flame. When he carried plastic disposable butane lighters, they used to disappear on him all the time but that problem had not plagued him so much since he’d begun carrying vintage refillable petrol lighters. In fact, he couldn’t recall losing a single lighter in all that time.
(A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 14: A Spark Of Kindness is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
It was a cool, calm morning as Elston made his way to the coffee shop down the street under blue skies that yielded no space for clouds. He had the day off and planned to use it to take in the fresh air around him and hopefully
perform a kindness or two toward some folks who had gone out of their way to do the same for him, even if it had taken him a while to notice.
(A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 13: I Spy With My Zippo Eye is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
Creating A Buzz…
Elston James had many Zippo lighters among the dozens of old fire making gadgets that he’d accumulated over the last several years. He hadn’t begun as a collector and he considered his collection now still to be a relatively
(A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 11: Wrecking Life To Save it is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
Elston James was far from anything he’d have ever considered comfortable, in fact he was agitated. It was after midnight and the hard, slick floor was extremely cold on his bare feet as he sat watching the movie that was
playing on the big television set in the common area where all of the patients spent most of their time.
(A Vintage Petrol Lighter Story Volume 10: Wetting A Line is a work of fiction presented by DependableFlame.com)
This had always been one of Elston’s favorite places in the entire world. He hadn’t been here in years and there were good reasons for that but he missed it nonetheless. This was the place of his ancestors and he could see,
feel and hear them in the crevice of every rock and waving of the tree limbs as he watched the sun rise and eventually set in splintered arrays of light.