I Passed

Certified. Official.

Allowed to climb into the back of an ambulance and boss grown men around without a single person being able to stop me.

Cal said he was proud of me, which was very disturbing. I almost checked him for a fever.

He also gave me a can of pepper spray and a lecture about night shifts and “situational awareness,” which I ignored right to his face.

I know what you’re going to say. That he worries because he has reason to. You two would probably get along in the most irritating possible way.

Anyway, I start at a station next week. They say I’ll get used to the hours. I don’t want to get used to them. I just want to get good.

—Reva

If ads affect your reading experience, click here to remove ads on this page.