muscles, somehow she just didnât care.
Once they were well relaxed, and halfway through their protein shakes, they picked up the conversation that had started in the car.
âItâs perfectly normal to be nervous, Andrea,â Marty said. âYou are about to get marriedâthatâs a huge commitment.â
Andrea shook her head in confusion. âItâs more than just that.â
Marty just quirked an eyebrow at her friend. âYou love him, right? Nothing else should matter.â
âYou donât understand, Marty,â Dina said. âYouâre one of themâwhen the bell rings youâre on the truck, adrenaline pumping and ready for action. But those of us left behind just waiting and praying, itâs different for us. I bet Cavanaugh understands.â
âCavanaugh is completely supportive of my career,â she lied, and the other two women just stared at her. Marty stared back, but was unable to keep a straight face. Soon all three women were laughing so loudly the receptionist in the lobby turned her head at the curious noise.
âOkay, okay, maybe heâs not completely supportive, but he understands this is something I have to do.â She pointed a thin finger at Andrea. âAnd this is something Cal has to do. If you love him, you have to support him.â
Andrea had only recently expressed her concerns to her girlfriends, so torn as to what course of action she should take, she felt she could use some unbiased advice. The problem was that neither of her two closest friends was unbiased.
Marty, who was herself a firefighter, saw things only from the point of view of a firefighter, and Dina, Dwightâs wife of eight years, a seasoned firefighterâs spouse, had nothing but dire warnings regarding the years ahead and often came just short of saying get-out-while-you-can.
It may all be a moot point anyway, Andrea thought, but kept her mouth sealed. These women were like the sisters she never had, but she couldnât even confide in them about the nightmares Cal had been having. She knew if Cal found out she was spreading his business around, he would see it as nothing less than a betrayal. And of course, he would find out, considering Dina couldnât keep a secret if you gave it to her under lock and key.
âI donât know. Itâs just some days, I donât know if Iâm cut out to be a firemanâs wife.â
âSo, what are you saying? Youâre going to call off the wedding?â
Andrea toyed with her ring. âI donât know what Iâm going to do.â
âWell, you better be sure before you go breaking Calâs heart!â Marty snapped defensively.
âMarty!â Dina scowled. âItâs not like the girl donât have enough guilt without your two cents. Look, Andrea, I understand what you are going through. I went through something similar back when Dwight and I first got married.â
âHow did you get through it?â
âWhat are you talking aboutâget through? Iâm still going through!â Dina half chuckled. âAnd I will be until he retires.â Dina reached across and touched Andreaâs hand. âAndreaâ¦any sane woman is going to have doubts about marrying a man who wants to run into burning buildings. But despite all my fears and woes, I understood then and now that there is no one I want to grow old with more than Dwight.â
Andrea turned and looked at her. âAnd what if you never get a chance to grow old together?â
âThat is the chance you take. If you canât handle that you need to let him go now.â
âLook, you could marry a businessman and he gets hit crossing the street one day. Nothing in life is guaranteed.â Marty leaned forward to stress her point. âAndrea, I donât think you realize that what we do is not just a job, itâs a calling. Honestly, I donât know if I could do anything