A truck came flying into town, horn honking. Corny, also a professional firefighter, climbed out and yelled, Hey! Forget anyone? Greetings ripped the air. What about that new baby? Aw, she's not so new anymore. We had her two days ago. And your wife let you out of town? You're kidding, right? She told me to get my ass down here and help. He grinned, pulling his own gear out of the truck bed. She's got her mother-I'm just in the way now. I have years with those kids. Another girl, huh? Jack said. Yeah, but I know I have a boy in me. I just know it. You better keep that to yourself for a while, pal, someone advised. There
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A lively truck speeds into town, honking its horn as Corny, a professional firefighter, hops out and greets his friends with enthusiasm. He brings news of his recent life changes, revealing that he and his wife just welcomed a new baby girl. Despite being relatively new parents, Corny's wife encouraged him to come help out in town, indicating that she feels he is somewhat in the way with her mother around to assist.

The conversation shifts, with Corny expressing his strong belief that he will have a son in the future, despite the recent arrival of another girl. His friends humorously advise him to keep this thought to himself for the time being. The camaraderie and banter among them highlight the support and excitement surrounding family and community in this close-knit setting.

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