Medic 14

Silently it waits. In the back of the garage, unloved and unnoticed; biding its time. A Sunday shift in the Witch City; my usual Medic 9 is missing. It has already pounced on the unsuspecting crew before me. Friday in Sin City - it's there waiting for me. No Medic 9 for me today. Thursday… Continue reading Medic 14


A busy afternoon turns to evening. The television is off. The Modine heaters click and whir in the garage, spreading their friendly warmth across the bays. Outside the evening is cold and calm. For once there is no snow, no wind, no nastiness. The city holds its breath. Radio speakers murmur with the sounds of… Continue reading Quiet