Robert Sansom
I tried to kiss my daughter's head but she groaned and pulled away from me. "Daaaaaa-dyyyy, that's for babies!" Kim whined. I smiled at her and ruffled her chestnut curls.
"Have a good day, sweetheart, I love you." She pulled another face and then very quietly whispered that she loved me too before slipping out of the car and dashing off to hang with her friends. Sometimes it seemed that they got to spend more time with her than I did.
The steering wheel was warm under my hands. I turned the car around and started heading home. I thought I'd catch up on some of the ironing or make a start on cleaning the bathroom but then I felt the shadows tugging at my arm. Not now! I'm on the road! I muttered a few choice swear words and quickly found somewhere to pull up before giving in to their direction. Where? Who? The shadows showed me. I wished they didn't have to. The woman was young, late twenties, and fighting for every breath she took. She was too weak to talk but her eyes said words enough. They pleaded with me to go away.
"I'm sorry," I told her. The woman's eyes said I didn't have to be sorry, that I didn't have to take her. She flinched as I gently took her hand and squeezed it. "I'm sorry," I repeated. Sometimes it was the only thing you could say. I reached out and closed her eyes but the accusation didn't go away, it burned through my hand as the smoke closed in and I said the words, delivering her to Hades. I closed my eyes. Sometimes that made it easier and when I opened them again, I was back in my car and there was a ringing in my ears. My phone.
"Sansom speaking."
"Thank God! Rob, how quickly can you get to the station?" It was my day off.
"I'll be there in five, what's the situation?"
"A fire on the high-street, it's spreading bad, we need to send another truck but Jay called in sick and-"
"Relax. I've got it." I hummed as I sped along the road. Saving people quite often made me feel better. Maybe today would be a good day for once.
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