A woman named Mrs. Gable had noticed me slumped over while she was loading her own car. She told the police that she thought I was sleeping at first until she saw the color of my face. She banged on the window, and when I didn’t move, she called for help immediately.
She stayed by the car until the paramedics arrived and broke the window. She was still there when Meredith and Rick walked out of the store with their new charger. According to the witness, my mother screamed about the damage to the car before she even asked about me.
I am glad that I have no memory of that moment. When I finally woke up, the first thing I saw was an overwhelming amount of white light. I was in a room with a white ceiling and a constant, rhythmic beeping sound.
I tried to move, but I discovered that my entire body was wrapped in a dull, heavy pain. A young man in navy scrubs leaned into my field of vision and spoke with a calm, gentle voice. He told me his name was Jordan and that I was in the intensive care unit.