It happens in a blink of an eye. One misstep causes an accident that leaves me with scars I’ll have forever. I’m lucky to be alive—if it weren’t for the quick-acting fireman who not only saved me from further damage, but stayed with me and cared for me through the night, I would have been left for dead. Now I’m recovering, months later, and he wants to keep seeing me. I just have no earthly idea why. He already went beyond the call of duty. Am I a charity case, or does he somehow see me under all the damage the accident caused?
