My son, Carlos, has been asking for a real fire in the fireplace for weeks. And it’s my job to turn his “please?” into “Ta-DA!” I’m not much of a fire-starter. In the 16 years that I’ve lived in this house with its two fireplaces, I’ve used about half a pickup truck load of wood. […]
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