The time sent a small ache through my chest, but no fear followed it.

I thought of a man struggling for breath at table four, a room that wanted to stay silent, and the simple choice that had carried me here.

I had not known what would happen after I picked up my phone.

I had only known someone needed help.

And if the moment came again, if a stranger sat before me while everyone else looked away, I knew exactly what I would do.

I would call.