A Sparkling Evening

Fireworks on and off the water

By Paul Sullivan

Published: June 6, 2011

"MAYBE I HAD BEEN FOOLISH TO ASSUME THESE TWO MEN KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOING WITH FIREWORKS.”

I was 16 years old on the Fourth of July evening I sat on the dock at our family’s resort saying goodbye to a girl named Dot. She and her family were leaving early the next morning. I was about to make my move to steal a kiss when her father and a younger man came out on the dock.

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