“Wren can handle herself. She’s been doing this job for a long time. This isn’t the first time she’s gotten a call that triggered her. Won’t be the last, either. It’s part of what makes her uniquely qualified to be a dispatcher. She has an understanding that very few people have.” That fire inside me burned again, turning everything in its wake to painful ash. “She shouldn’t have to have that understanding.” “No, she shouldn’t. But she does. That’s life. It’s messed-up and rarely fair.”
