The Sound and the Fury

The station exploded into life. The roar of the diesel engine drowned out the quiet afternoon. Elias scooped Toby up and placed him in the officer’s seat, bucking him in. The boy looked tiny in the massive cab, his feet dangling nowhere near the floor.
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The sirens began their piercing wail, a sound that usually meant chaos, but to Toby, it sounded like hope. As the truck lurched out of the bay, Toby gripped the edge of the seat, his eyes wide.
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“We’re going to get there, son,” Elias said, checking the mirrors as they tore through intersections. “You did the right thing. You’re a hero.”
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