"Besides, what if I turn off the jammer and you start calling everyone under the sun? People will come barging in, see this house looking like a disaster zone, and laugh at us. Then what?"
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?"
"It's not that complicated. Just have Dick do that CPR thing or whatever, and you go clean up the room yourself. Problem solved."
"And don't think you can sweet-talk me into turning off that jammer. I'm staying right here by the door, listening. Once I hear you've gotten everything tidied up in there, I'll open it."
I opened my mouth to try again.
But the ambulance had already arrived. And it wasn't just the paramedics. Neighbors had gathered too, a whole crowd of them craning their necks for a front-row seat to the spectacle.
Kate muttered something about them getting here too fast.
Then she walked out to the yard.
I stopped doing chest compressions and moved to the window, pressing close to the glass, watching.
Just in time to see Kate throw both arms wide, blocking the paramedics' path.
"What do you think you're doing? This is my home. Are you trying to trespass?"
The paramedics looked stunned. Clearly, they'd never had someone physically stop them before.