The Wreck by Michael Reyneke

The Wreck by Michael Reyneke # We get the 911 call at 17:23. Gail, our dispatcher, signals to Gary and me to get ready while she scribbles the details. Gail uses a note pad to pass on instructions and record the calls. She puts down the phone, glides her wheel-chair across to where we stand...

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