hope I haven’t missed the debrief.’
‘Couldn’t start without you, Kyle.’ Dave tapped on his glass with a spoon to call for silence. Kyle edged rapidly down the side of the table and slid into an empty seat next to Owen. Dave cleared his throat.
‘OK, team. Let’s get this debriefing over with. Our pizzas are going to turn up in a minute. You all did a great job today and I’m happy to say you’ve all passed your first practical assessment. Hazard markings, rubble crawl, line and hail search and patient extrication.’
A pleased murmur ran around the group. The three-week USAR course was punctuated by both written and practical assessments and each success took the participants closer to their goal of becoming qualified as members of a very specialised emergency service.
Dave caught Kelly’s glance. ‘Maybe you can get hold of Jessica later and let her know.’
‘Sure.’
‘Where is Jessica?’ June queried. ‘Not sick, I hope?’
‘Family responsibilities,’ Dave said vaguely.
‘Oh…’ June nodded understandingly. ‘Her little boy is a special needs child, isn’t he?’
‘They’re all special needs,’ Joe muttered from Kelly’s side. ‘Kids get in the way of having any fun at all.’
Kelly wondered if Joe realised how evident his disappointment was, but maybe nobody else had noticed the spark of interest that Joe had extinguished the moment Jessica had mentioned having a child.
‘You’ll change your mind one of these days, mate.’ Fletch leaned slightly across Kelly to speak to Joe. ‘I can just see us all meeting for a ten-year class reunion. You’ll probably have six kids by then.’
‘No way.’
‘Grandchildren are great,’ June put in. ‘I’ve just got my second one.’ She chuckled. ‘I’ll probably be a great-grandmother in ten years’ time.’
The relief Kelly had experienced when the conversation had been diverted from her drinking habits was replaced by an inexplicable sadness. Where would she be in ten years’ time? Still focused on a career without any kind of real home or family? Her goals had been so clearly set but she had almost achieved them now. What could she aim for when she had succeeded in helping to sort out her mother’s current situation and cut her own ties to an unhappy past at the same time?
‘You got any children, Fletch?’ Wendy’s query came as Fletch turned his attention to his glass of beer with obvious relish.
‘Not yet, but I’m working on it.’
Kelly was jolted from her own thoughts. She had wondered repeatedly over the last two weeks whether Fletch was in another relationship. The thought of it being meaningful enough to produce children in the foreseeable future gave her a distinctly unpleasant sensation.
‘I intend to one of these days,’ Fletch continued. ‘Unlike Joe, I really enjoy the company of children.’
‘I had four,’ June told him. ‘In fact, it was my daughter that got me involved with Red Cross in the first place.’
Kelly didn’t want to listen to any plans Fletch had to start a family. Once again she was grateful for an interruption from Kyle, who called loudly from the other side of the group.
‘Is that it, Dave?’ He sounded disappointed. ‘For the debrief?’
Dave nodded. ‘We can pick over the details next week. I think we need some time out. And some food.’ He waved at the waitresses carrying huge wooden platters in their direction. ‘I hope you’re coming our way.’
Kelly was hungry enough to enjoy the slice of Mexican pizza laden with hot peppers and sour cream. She had a slice of the vegetarian pizza that was offered next. The conversations around her were becoming increasingly difficult to hear as laughter from the other end of the table increased. Soon they were all listening to Gerry giving a convincing imitation of the kind of groaning they had heard the taped ‘victim’ uttering. Kyle was clearly more amused than anyone else as they rehashed their search for the groaning woman.
‘I was sure we were going to find two people trapped under there.’ Owen laughed.
‘Would have been a sin to disturb them.’ Roger chuckled and then winked at Kelly who smiled briefly before shifting her gaze.
Kyle took the opportunity to interrupt the last pocket of conversation left at the table. ‘That’s not the way we’d do it,’ he informed the fireman beside him.
‘You’re a volunteer firefighter, Kyle.’ The older man sounded tolerant. ‘In a small, rural district. How much experience of big blazes do you get?’
‘Enough,’ Kyle responded defensively. ‘We’ve had a serial arsonist at work for months now. The school got torched. And the church.’
‘I read about that.’ Roger looked interested. ‘Have they caught the arsonist yet?’
‘Probably kids,’ Joe muttered.
‘No.’ Kyle clearly still wanted to prove his credentials. He ignored the distraction. ‘Besides, I use the internet a lot. I’ve learned heaps about major fires. And USAR stuff.’ Green eyes brightened as he grinned at the audience he’d collected. ‘I’ve downloaded some great pictures of the Oklahoma bombing. I’ll bring them in next week and show you.’
Roger had lost interest. He collected his empty beer glass and stood up. ‘Can I get anybody another drink?’ Spotting Kelly’s empty glass, he moved down the length of the table. ‘What are you having, Kelly?’
‘I’m fine for now, thanks.’
But Roger was reaching for her glass. ‘What was it? Vodka and orange?’
Fletch’s raised eyebrow was uncalled for. His look of amusement was even more irritating.
‘I don’t want another drink, thanks, Roger.’
Fletch was still looking amused. ‘Very wise, Kelly. You don’t want to overindulge.’
Kelly forgot her intention to maintain the pretence they were strangers. She didn’t like being patronised.
‘You’re certainly experienced enough in that department to be in a position to give advice.’ Her tone was light-hearted enough to make Roger grin.
‘So…you’ve got a reputation, have you, Dr Fletcher? How come Kelly knows and we don’t?’
‘There’s nothing to know.’ Fletch managed to sound convincingly surprised.
‘Oh, come on.’ Roger was still grinning. ‘What was it, Kelly? A past filled with wine, women and wild parties?’
‘Something like that,’ Kelly agreed.
‘How do you know?’ Wendy looked curious. ‘You weren’t one of the women, were you?’
Joe was also looking at Kelly. His raised eyebrow expressed surprise
