“Call 9-1-1!” (FmF)
Linking up with Lisa Jo Baker at Five minute Friday. Prompt: Fly
“Ma’am, this is the 9-1-1 operator. Is everything alright there?”
“Yes,” I answered immediately. “I don’t understand.”
“I’m just checking on a call I received from this location.”
“Operator, you’re mistaken. I’m sitting down watching television with my two children. Nothing is wrong here.”
“I’m sorry Ma’am but about ten minutes ago we received a call from a young child around six years old who called from this number.”
I looked over at my daughter, “Jessie did you call 9-1-1?”
With her brown eyes widening she nodded her head.
“I’ll take care of this right away operator. I’m very sorry. It will never happen again.”
I marched Jessie into the bathroom and she received one swat on her bottom. Then I asked. I know wrong order. “Why would you do something like that?”
“I had to, Mom. Nathan was in the bathroom. And he started coughin’ and he said, Jess, call 9-1-1 quick. I swallowed a fly!”
I hugged my life-saving daughter and went looking for her 12 year old brother.
And years later, on his wedding day, guess what story I shared?
About Anne Peterson
I write words you can feel, sometimes they rhyme. If I'm not writing, I'm telling stories from my head, to little ones who call me grandma.