Ashley’s 911 Call
In the back row sat Terrence, Andrew’s coworker.
He spoke only once.
“Andrew helped fix my car last winter when I couldn’t afford a mechanic,” he said.
“He refused money.
I used to think that meant he was doing fine.
Next time I won’t assume.”
Afterward, Natalie stepped into the cool air.
Her phone showed a message from Aunt Helen: Ashley had made a card for the first responders.
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