I talked to my boss about it the day that Lindsey called me, and since I didn’t take any time off after Amy died, I was more than ready. My boss didn’t care, since one of the other firemen had just come back from a leave of his own. I didn’t need to worry about Leah today because she was going next door to bake cookies with Mrs. Birch all day. She really liked Leah and the two of them could communicate. Mrs. Birch knew sign language because her brother was deaf. He had passed away several years ago in a bus accident. It was six o’clock and I headed to the Sunset Bar before I went home. I texted Leah and asked her about dinner and she said that she and Mrs. Birch had already eaten Chinese food and that she’d be home soon. I walked into the bar and took my seat. I was surprised that David wasn’t there. “How you doing, Ben?” Damian asked as he set my bottle of beer down in front of me. “I’m doing good; really good.” “I can tell. She must be someone very special.”
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