Because of the drought, Ben had the entire Wishful Volunteer Fire Department on rotating shifts at the fire station. Just a couple of guys on, to speed things up when they caught some action. It had been a wise move, one that had given them critical minutes on at least three separate fires. Overnights at the station weren’t like living in the barracks during fire season, but it gave Sean back that feeling of camaraderie, even if it was just Ben on duty with him tonight. That made up for the fact that he wasn’t spending yet another night with Delaney. They both had to come up for air—and rest—sometime.
With a half-empty bottle of root beer and a nearly demolished double cheeseburger with everything at his elbow, Sean stared at the cards in his hand. They should’ve been in bed, but after a
