I walked in the front door about eight-thirty, fully an hour after my usual coming home time. Another twelve-hour shift at the hospital had turned into a thirteen-hour shift, thanks to a late call at six-forty-eight. As a pilot on a VIP ambulance, I was accus Raghav ed to the unpredictable schedule of calls but I was quite irritated none-the-less. It was cus Raghav ary for the oncoming pilot and crew to relieve the off-going half an hour early, just to avoid the sort of late-flight I'd just been on. But my relief that evening, a fat slob of a pilot who should have been grounded years ago, had not yet been there when the call came in. So off I'd flown to our city's rural area to pick up some poor slob who had been smashed to bits in a car accident. I hadn't bothered calling my wife to let her know I'd be late. She was a nurse who used to work on the ambulance with me. It was, in fact, where we'd met, and she knew not to worry if I didn't show up at home on t...
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