When Another Mom Needs Your Help

    We came upon the wreck just moments after it happened. The older gentlemen stood beside his mangled car, looking confused and disoriented. Others had stopped and were checking on the other vehicle, which had careened into a ditch just inches before hitting a major power line. We pulled around the wreck trying to avoid shards of metal and glass that covered the road, then pulled over to see if we could help. I passed the other car—where everyone was gathered—and asked if the driver was ok (he was).  Instead, I was heading toward the grey-haired man wandering in the road. …

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