An elderly Floridian called 911 on her cell phone to report that her car has been broken into.
She is hysterical as she explains her situation to the dispatcher:
“They’ve stolen the stereo, the steering wheel, the brake pedal, and even the accelerator!” she cried.
The dispatcher said, “Stay calm. An officer is on the way.”
A few minutes later, the officer radios in. “Disregard.” He says,
“She got in the back seat by mistake.”
The room froze, then detonated. One offhand sentence, dropped under the lights of AmericaFest, sliced through the noise and rewired the night. It wasn’t a stump speech…
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Grief didn’t knock. It sliced straight through the room and left me breathless. My father was gone, and in the hush of the lawyer’s office, the world…
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