Matt greeted Davie as he sauntered up the sidewalk leading to Andie’s front porch. The hot June weather had brought with it a plethora of blooming flowers, fragrant air, and dry lightning storms that cracked across the Ruby Mountains that skirted the edge of town. Matt didn’t limp at all, enjoying the renewed confidence he felt with not having to walk with a cane. The boy turned, his eyes round with surprise. “Hi, Daddy! I’m putting out a forest fire.” Davie waved, but remained where he stood at the side of the lawn. Holding the garden hose with both hands, he sprayed a stream of water at the lilac bush. He wore Andie’s white firefighter helmet and yellow Nomex shirt, the sleeves pushed back on his little arms and the overlong tail dragging across the grass. Matt chuckled. A feeling of pleasure coursed through his veins when he thought of his son following in his footsteps and becoming a wildfire fighter. Then Matt thought better of it. The last thing he wanted was for his son to be endangered by a forest fire.
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