Creed
I was working my usual shift, answering calls, and going through the motions of my job when suddenly, my heart sank. Dispatch called me, which was not something that usually happened during my shift. I felt a sense of dread fill me as I worried that something terrible had happened to my kids or Amy. When I answered, the dispatcher informed me that Amy was on call and had requested a deputy to assist her. However, she had explicitly asked that I not be the one sent to help her. I felt a mix of emotions - confusion, frustration, and worry. Why didn't Amy want me there to help her? Was she in danger?
I asked the dispatcher who they had sent instead and called that officer to let him know to have Amy call me when she finished her call. I tried to focus on my work, but my mind was racin
