In the Alley-Part 3
The initial pshhht of the 911 radio dispatch gave way to the lovely cadence of a woman’s voice: “Squad 19, do you read me?” The emergency medical technician pushed the switch on his radio mic. “Loud and clear.” “Situation in an alley off San Pedro, on the east side, between Fifth Street and Sixth.” “Alley, San Pedro, east side, between Fifth and Sixth.” “Correct. White male down. Apparent drug overdose.” “Squad 19 is ready and on our way.” “Copy that.” Rick, the EMT, called to his partner, “Let’s roll!” The two slung on their coats, made quick visual checks on…
In the Alley-Part 2
This is a contrasting voice to the one in Part 1. Does it work? Derek Dad founded his own tech company. So I’m kind of an offspring of Silicon Valley. But I never really lived up to it. I was more into partying than sitting in front of computer screens. Mom and Dad took my brother, sister, and me on family trips every year. I liked France and Italy the most. They’ve both got great hotels, great beaches, and great wine. Every winter we all skied at Aspen or Vail or Breckenridge. The day I got my license Dad took…
