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"Because it was none of your business, Kelly, now was it..?" he said from around the sports page. "I tried to warn you all to respect Gage's privacy...." Roy studied his now empty coffee cup and spun it around on its base in deep thought. "Yeah, that you did.." Johnny turned around towards the table again and suddenly finger snapped for a pad of paper and a pen, his green one still on the wordfind he had been working on before the phone call. All the guys hastily shot to their feet, to give the writing pad to him and his trusty pen.. "Give me that..." Johnny said, his voice's bite toned down, when he saw them kowtowing sheepishly to aid him because of their childish behavior a minute ago. He shuffled phone receiver to one shoulder and a chin and said, "OK, I got something to write on Hon. What was that again? 414 Rural route 60, San Bernadino Iduhapi Campground Resort? Yeah, so that was where I was calling into last night . It's that camp you told me about where the counselors take you into the woods and stuff for hikes and then teach Braille. Yes, that's right. You said your grandfather was sending you there this week. Yeah, That's not too far away for me to come visit ya.. I'll be coming.. Don't you worry..After all, I am your "Big Brother".." he grinned, and visibly melted as a very young voice warbled excitedly into his ear. "And I'm sorry about not calling last night like we planned for your cabin's sleepover in the morning in time for sunrise show and tell. I sorta kinda got interrupted..." And he glared at the gang for the treatment he'd received last night trying to contact Lydia. "Huh? No. no.. It's wasn't for a rescue. Just a.. just a tiny garbage fire.. Heh. " and he laughed. "Yeah, there's a lota garbage in the city, that I'll admit. Yeah, I got it all right here. Your address and everything. You're really close, just a few miles away up in the mountains. I'll write and send ya a care package for you and the other girls all right? Ok,. I promise I'll come visit ya on my shift off, yeah, I'll bring my firehat. I promise.. Ok, gotta go. ..Bye bye Lydia.." |
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And he hung up, smiling to himself hugely as he made his way back over to the kitchen table. The fellas were quiet, absorbing what they had overheard. Then Chet spoke up. "She a niece or something, uh, Gage?" "No..no. I.. I sort of volunteered for the Big Brother Program earlier this spring. Lydia's blind, and I got picked to be her sponsor for the summer. You know.. penpalling, picnics, that sort of thing. You see, Lydia's five and she requested a firefighter for her sponsor. heh. Guess she did that because her own father was one and passed on when she was three in a car accident...And, that's also, how she got blinded..." Johnny said. Then he cleared his throat self consciously. "Well.. now that all your nosy curiosities are satisfied.. I think I'll get back to my puzzles.." he said with a final glare of challenge. He met none, only nods of understanding and warmth. Chet spoke up again. "Wow, Gage, that's that's really something. Being a sponsor and all for her like that. I've heard of the Iduhapi retreat. That's in the heart of the San Bernadino Mountains, isn't it?" "Yep. Halfway between us and Station Ten. Believe it or not, it was Brice who told me about the Big Brother program they had going with the camp. I mean, I couldn't look like a fool and not help out you know what I mean?. He called me about it this spring.." Mike chuckled. "You mean you got suckered into volunteering because Brice was..." Johnny felt pinned when that truth was revealed. He just rolled his eyes and contented himself with tightening his lips. Marco coughed and said, finally sipping Johnny's special tea.. "Amigo, when are the two of you going to stop this one upmanship of yours. I mean. Even your paramedic re-cert scores were the same last month. I can just see it.. Soon, you'll start donating to the same charities in higher and higher amounts just to see who'll top the other.." "Yeah, well I draw the line there.. Brice is Brice is.. not my idea of a fastheld friend but there's station honor to uphold. Our station was the only one who wasn't involved with this Big Brother thing.. Couldn't let that stay that way.." "Appreciate it, Gage.." Cap said. "MacConike called about Station Ten's program and I was very very glad that you were already on the rosters. Only got a grunt of approval from the chief and no inspection dates." he said with relief.. "Glad to have obliged. I wash your back, and you wash m--, oh never mind Cap. I'm having fun. Lydia's something really special and I'm really glad I can be there for her.." Roy smiled, getting up to fetch the coffee pot. "Want more coffee Johnny?" he said. "Oh, no thanks." then he noticed Marco drinking his medicinal tea. "Hey Roy.. He's doing it.." he said, holding up his puzzle page so Marco wouldn't hear him talking about him. "And Kelly here thought I wouldn't be able to get it by Lopez. Hehehe.. shows him a thing or two.." |
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Roy rubbed his forehead. "Yeah, well. As long as Marco's cough goes away I'm happy." "Oh, it will. It will." Johnny said. "Between the two of us, we'll get him squared away." Chet had over heard. "Yeah, that's until the next big fire un-does all that nice preventative work.." "Shhst.." Gage said, knocking on wood. Marco licked his lips, draining the last of his cup and set it down while he read the National Geographic article he was turned to. Gage leaned in to Roy, "Hey Roy, think I should sneak over there and pour more tea for him?" "Nah, don't over do it.. or he'll catch on.." "You're right." Gage said. "We'll just keep an ear out like we've been doing.." Roy said, "Ummmhmmm." from deep inside his article. Johnny turned back to his puzzle with a good heart, smiling when the next word he found in his paper turned out to be .. 'samaritan.' Bonnie barked when the clock struck one pm and the cuckoo popped out from over the couch, disturbing her nap. All was quiet for the next half hour until.... ************************** From : "Cassidy Meyers" <killashandrarey@hotmail.com> Subject : [emergencytheaterlive] Bonnie's Bad Day Date : Mon, 21 Oct 2002 11:36:53 +0400 Roy noticed something strange. It made him do a double take from his newspaper. ::What th--?:: he thought. Bonnie had left her couch and was cowering under it, trembling. Roy nudged Johnny, who was deep into writing a pen pal letter to Lydia, the blind girl from his phone call, and he pointed Bonnie out without saying anything. |
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