The honest firefighter

Every night before bed, I read with the lamp on. Also, on nights my fireman is home, I brush my fingers through his hair and scratch his back while I ask him about his day and tell him about mine. Well, the other night I was thinking about how sweet and wonderful that must be for him, so I asked him, “How in the world do you fall asleep at the firestation?”His answer: “Well… it’s dark and quiet there.

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