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Introduction

I can’t believe I have a flat tire, and the birthday party for the Johnson’s is less than half an hour. No spare tire. I forgot to buy a damn tire. And the toolbox is not in the truck either. But at least the cake is intact. Let me make a call.

“Hello, Mrs. Johnson? This is Mrs. Lee. I am stuck on the edge of Brisbane county near the Briarwoods. I have a flat tire. No spare tire. Can you please call me back? I tried to call my husband but no answer. Thanks. This too much.”

“Hi, Mrs. Lee. Hi? Do I know you?”

“Yes, I was one of the volunteers at the Stop the Hunger food drive at the Brisbane Community Outreach Center.”

“Oh yes, I remember, and your name was?”

“G, just G.”

“Uh, okay, G—”

“Umm…I am glad you came up. I have a flat tire and no spare, and I need to deliver this cake. I have a spare…looks to be the right size. The man says let me get a wrench.” Ms. Lee says ok. He walks back with the wrench.

He raises the wrench and says “I think there will a change of plans Ms. Lee.”

“What?” I raise the wrench. “No! What?! Why?!” Ms. Lee screams.

Phone is ringing. It’s my husband.

“Hey, honey? I got your call. I was with a customer. Call me back. Love you, bye.”