Hot Blog: HOUSEWIFE1ON1 HOUSEWIFE 1ON1 busted a rib," Tim said. "It's a good thing I had my vest on." He looked up at the sergeant and forced a weak smile. "I thought he got you, sarge." He took a shallow breath and winced. "I saw you fall and..."
"I stepped in a fucking hole and tripped," the sergeant said. "Sometimes it's better to be lucky than good. It's a goddamn good thing you yelled, though, I didn't see the bastard's gun. You saved my ass, kid! Don't move. Rescue's gonna be here in a minute. We'll get you to the hospital and let them check you out."
"No problem," Tim said, "I'm not going anywhere."
A few minutes later, the yard was crawling with police officers. The fire department rescue crew checked Tim out, then lifted him onto a stretcher, strapped him down, and started wheeling him toward the front of the house where the ambulance waited.
When Heidi heard the shots she was as frightened as she'd ever been in her life. After the shots stopped, it seemed like an eternity until a police officer came to the door. "It's OK, ma'am," he said. "We got him. You're safe now."
Heidi saw the ambulance sitting in the street in front of her house. "The shots..." she said fearfully. "Was anybody...was anybody hurt?"
