She picked up on the first ring, as she always did. It was an unspoken thing of hers. “911, what’s your emergency?” I snorted, leaning against the wall as I watched the passing cars. “I’m afraid I set fire to another man’s ego.” “Hold while I transfer the call.” Silence for a few seconds, and my grin grew. “Fire Department. You light ‘em, we fight ‘em! How can I be of assistance?”
