23 Years And Etc: A Short Story

23 years and Etc.
I let the dog the side door. It’s cold and the sun went down an hour age it’s pretty dark. It's still alive outside. It's never dead silent in Chicago it's always full of life. I'm sure that why I moved back I don’t what the media says it's not as bad as everyone says. I'm not even all the way down the block when my phone rings. I know who it is and I know I can't let a cornered worry even more if I don’t pick up. "Hello" I think she could tell I was getting annoyed with the constant calls checking in on me. No I no she could tell because she replies with “I was just seeing how you were doing because you know how I feel about that city nothing good can come from it” I sigh and say " I know but I work here I can't exactly just leave I'll call you back I got to I got to pick some stuff …show more content…
I don’t like to make my mom worry but this city is really I know. I grew up here it feels like home so I came back. When I graduated from firefighter school I asked to be transformed to Chicago unit. I never looked back. I live on the north side it's not much excitement but it's enough for me I wasn’t looking to change the city but maybe if there's more people out here like me I can do something. I take spike back in the house after I walk and the block and let him piss in the little patch of grass around the corner from my apartment. I go to work tomorrow. I love my job it’s hard but at the end of the day I feel-good about what I do. It’s really so I don’t feel so guilty when I go to the bars and forget the next day. It’s not the ideal lifestyle but it’s mine. Next day comes Sonner than it should I get up early around 6am. I roll out of