I knew that staying there to help the lady, and warn traffic about the incident, try to calm her down, waiting for the police and ambulance (being in the middle of nowhere) ...I would be very late. That my friends is called selfishness. I am glad that I knew what was the right thing to do, and forgot about making it on time for my destination. I went through that myself before, and know for certain that someone might have missed out on something to rescue my mother and me.
Friday, June 11, 2004
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