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“So what happened?”
Steve lazed back on the blanket and watched the soft clouds poking slowly across the blue sky. Lunch of a roast beef sandwich big enough to satisfy a firefighter, graham crackers, and an apple. Dessert of dark chocolate and fresh strawberries, so big they required two or three bites to eat, had left him feeling mellow.
They’d actually changed up the agenda a bit with a quick round of s*x, a leisurely lunch, and a nap in each other’s arms. Now lazy conversation that had moved them right through to late afternoon.
Carly was easy to be around. They’d been sharing memories of their first fires including the real characters who fought them.
She told of an MHA smokie named Ziggy, who was practically as round-faced as the cartoon character, made his off-season living w
