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The fireman cometh

The doorbell rings at Villa Montcalm. Srah, living on the rez-de-chaussée and thus being the only one who can hear the doorbell, goes to answer it.

"Good evening," says the man at the door, wearing a fireman's coat, "The firemen have come to present their calendar."

Srah wonders what her reaction should be. "Okay," she replies dumbly.

"Are your parents at home?" asks the fireman.

Srah wonders how much younger her pigtails make her look. "This is an apartment building," she explains, realizing even as she says it that it explains nothing and has nothing to do with anything and that the fireman probably now considers her mentally deficient.

"Is anyone home upstairs?" he asks, presumably looking for more calendar-buying customers, or at least some with the ability to communicate.

"I don't think so," replies srah, who had intended to say, "I don't know."

The fireman looks rather relieved at not having to talk to anyone else in this madhouse and off he goes.

srah - Wednesday, 18 December 2002 - 1:39 PM
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