Flood Rescue, The Dam's Rebirth

The floodwaters raged, and my firefighter husband demanded I radio headquarters for backup.

Instead, I smashed our only functional two-way radio against a rock.

In my past life, when the flash flood hit, my husband and I led separate rescue units to evacuate civilians.

After seventy-two hours of nonstop rescue operations, we successfully moved every resident to safety.

Exhausted, I dragged myself back to the station, only for my well-rested husband to jump to his feet.

“Where the hell have