A Brief Assembly Of Good Samaritans

摘要

In the time it takes to dial 9II, flames already lick out of the Ply-mouth's crushed body. "I'm on the 405 northbound, south of Seal Beach Boulevard," I shout into my cell phone. "A car has hit the center di -vider. It's upside down. And, oh my God, it's on fire!" In the breath it takes to stutter out my phone number to the dispatcher, flames have quietly seized the vehicle. I never cry, but I'm crying now. And I'm thinking, there's someone in there. Someone is in there.