Maya looked at her dad dumbfounded. "Dad, what are you talking about?"
"Honey, what's going on?" Claire asked, equally confused.
Richard slowly walked to a chair and collapsed into it heavily. "The accident... it was far worse than we realized. The only reason we walked away without a scratch was... the truck driver."
Maya frowned, unsure she understood. "The... driver?"
Richard's lips pressed into a thin line. "He swerved at the last second to avoid hitting us head-on. If he hadn't, none of us would be here right now." His voice cracked, betraying the strain he'd been holding back.
Claire's voice trembled. "But... he's okay, right?"
Richard shook his head slowly. "No. He's in critical condition. The doctors said he may never walk properly again. Even if he survives, his life is comp
