CHAPTER 12
“Why are you so fidgety, mate?” Clove asked as they sat at Twixie’s II waiting to order their lunch.
Tobias looked over at his handsome mate and instantly some of his jitters disappeared. It was funny how one look from either Clove or Dezzy could ease his mind and relax him. “My meeting with Chief Wyndingo is in two hours and I know he’s just going to let me go. He said as much the last time we talked. My mom was right. I’ll never be a fireman,” Tobias said defeated.
“Ouch! What the heck was that for, Mama?” Tobias asked as he rubbed the side of his head with his hand, trying to take the sting away from her slap.
“Don’t you go putting no words in my mouth, young man. I have never said that you couldn’t be a fireman. Not ever. All I ever asked was if you were sure that’s what
