I only meant to grab a Slim Jim on my lunch break. Instead, I found myself kneeling on hot asphalt beside a man named Marcus — trapped, injured, and in need of help.
I held his head steady, shielded his eyes from the sun, and stayed until the paramedics arrived. In that moment, nothing else mattered — not the heat, not the time, not the workday waiting for me.
Sometimes we don’t plan to be the one who steps in. But when life calls, you answer.