Happiness is a warm puppy. – Charles M. Schulz
Though for Kurt, that puppy is about as welcome as a raging case of jock itch when Matt, an overly enthusiastic guy at the gym—who can’t seem to take the hint that Kurt is intensely(!) uninterested in the attention—comes along and makes Kurt begin to think thoughts he hadn’t allowed himself to think in even his wildest thoughts in a very long time.
Light the Fire is the seamless combination of a touching struggle to survive the loss of a lover, and the charming story of a man whose unadulterated and infectious joy becomes a light that draws Kurt out of the darkness of his grief. It’s the story of a man who learns that strength isn’t always measured by the bulk of the physique but in the intent of the heart and the size of the will. It is a story that reawakens the love of home and hearth, and I smiled a smile of deep affection for it. I may have sighed a little too.
In the usual (for me) JL Merrow fashion, Light the Fire left me wishing for much, much more of the story. Matt was delightful, Kurt was in need, and Matt quickly became the sun Kurt needed to rekindle a love for life. This one is quite short but I thought well worth the read.