“Wee-oh wee-oh wee-oh” the fire engine blared. “It’s 8:30,” I thought as I buried myself deeper under my covers. “Why do they have to do that every weekend?” “Wee-oh wee-oh wee-oh! Beep!” You see, I live across the street from a fire station in a small beach community. The community is very quaint and very … Continue reading Fire Truck
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