after i got home from work, i went upstairs to change and wash my face. then i heard it: the sirens. i turned off the faucet to make sure. they were blasting loud and clear, and were close. so i went downstairs where my husband, of course, was ridiculously animated.
we saw the fire truck blaze past the street behind us, so knew they would be coming by soon. so we waited, me on the stairs while hubbie peeked out through the open door, the cold air seeping into the house.
and then.. he was here!
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| wave! |
okay, so i'll admit it.. i kind of look forward to this too.
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