"Johnette Downing thinks like a kid but writes like a magician. This Cajun tall tale is a little be scary and a lot of fun."
--Dr. Julie Kane, former Louisiana poet laureate
A tale of trickery and greed, pirogues and buried treasure, will o' the wisps and dancing light-The Fifolet tells of a fire sprite who exists all over the globe. But nowhere does the sprite burn as bright as in the black swamps of Cajun bayou. Legend says if you see a fifolet, a blue flame of light, you may just disappear. Where do you go? Nobody knows-nobody except maybe Jean Paul Pierre.
Fishing in Atchafalaya is the only thing Monsieur Pierre likes to do, and he catches hundreds of fish but shares none. A heart hardened by greed, Jean Paul seems to be impervious to fear, but even he trembles at the sight of the fiery sprite. He cannot keep his desire at bay; he must discover if the old adage is true: "where you see a fifolet, treasure is sure to be." Pierre digs and digs, but treasure he does not find. What he finds instead is never to be known, for he disappears before the eyes of the clever fifolet.