Why a firefighter?
After a long day of shopping. Ira bought everything from a tie to underwear. Yeahh! She didn't forget to buy a pair of those.
Eventually, they got in a cafe, when their feet started to hurt. They sat on the plastic chairs, and ordered some good cakes. Shopping and chatting with her new found friend, Ira had forgotten t the real purpose of her meeting up with Reeya.
"Reeya. Isn't the life of a firefighter hard?" she asked directly.
"It sometimes is, sometimes it isn't," Reeya answered nonchalantly, drinking her sweet and sour orange juice. She looked happy and satisfied with her life and her job.
Ira was once again silent. It was an excellent opportunity to talk to her about her life. A life of firefighter looks pretty from outside, but she would have her own demons.
"Why did you choose to be a firefighter?"
When we met Reeya, she was always a bubby straightforward a bit outspoken little girl.