Rescue
I could hear Vanessa crying in the yard. I ran to the door to see what was wrong. Unsurprisingly, I was beaten to the scene by Edward, a volunteer firefighter, and our basement tenant. I watched as he squatted next to my daughter and spoke softly with her. She raised a shaking arm to point into the branches of the maple. Edward glanced up and murmured a soft reassurance to Ness before jumping and hauling himself into the tree. Just a moment later, he dropped back to the ground, Ness's kitten in his hands.
My heart, and my resistance, melted.
Requested by a guest reviewer who imagined Edward as a sexy firefighter saving a kitty.