I went out of town today, for work. I had just gotten home and was working on the computer, finishing up a couple of reports before the day was out. So, I was busy.
I heard the sirens. I also heard the helicopter a few times. Then one of the batches of sirens stopped really close. You know the ones, WUUAAAAUUUU WUUAAAAUUUU WUUAAAAUUUU WUUA... and it just stops. It's never a good sign when the sirens stop before fading into the distance.
But I was busy. I can't get up every time a siren stops close by. I had work to do, and I wanted to get it finished.
Next thing I know, my husband comes over and suggests I take a look out the window. Oh, alright, I guess my work will have to wait a few minutes. I take a look and see not one, but two fire trucks, and a few other vehicles. It was hard to tell just from the window, but I could see it was something big. So, I decided to take a better look, got my shoes on, and headed outside.
I stayed out on the street catching up on happenings in the area with the neighbours. It was only two weeks ago that the neighbouring property burned to the ground. There was a stabbing early this morning a few blocks away, and two other stabbings a couple of days earlier. We had a shooting in the lane a month ago, and those mysterious screams two weeks ago. Then there were the illegal dumpings in my lane, and those in behind the neighbours house. There was the illegal dumping that happened at the boarded house, where By-Laws is working on charging the landlord. And the block gained another boarded house just last month.
After catching up on news, it was time to call another neighbourhood meeting to an end. We all headed to our respective homes, and left the fire engines to their business.