Firehouse
From the darkened corner I watched as the truck pulled into the bay and knew you were coming. I must confess, I didn’t care about the rule I was shattering and longed to see you in all your glory, sweaty, soot covered and bathed in smoke … such a tantalizing image. Hoards of manly men leaped from the truck, jostling for supremacy, cracking jokes and doing what men do best. I watched as small groups headed for the stairs at the opposite end of the expansive bay and my stormy eyes flitted across...