11.06.00
I'm sitting there in my car, watching the flashing lights approach.
I'm thinking at least one ambulance, a firetruck, maybe a couple of cop cars.
"Where's the fire?" I ask myself, and snort.
I just want to go home. It's early, the sun is rising*, and I can't exactly whip out in front of the emergency crews, so I wait for them to pass.
And then they all pull up directly behind me, block my egress, and mill around in someone's front yard. And then just as rapidly, they run out of the yard, jump back into their emergency vehicles and let me go.
I think they understood the paramount importance of me getting back to my own house. T
he ambulance tried to follow me home, but I ditched him down by the train tracks.
Did one of you narc me out?
I'll find out. I swear, I have my ways.
*Well, the sun would be visibly rising if the sky weren't gouting out buckets of rain.
