Marcus was driving while Mrs. Ashford sat quietly beside him. They were heading back home after seeing Victor off.
The highway was unusually crowded.
Up ahead, a group of people had gathered around something on the road.
Mrs. Ashford frowned.
“What’s happening there?” she asked.
Marcus leaned forward slightly, trying to see through the crowd.
“I think there’s been an accident,” he said.
He slowed the car.
“But people are just standing around watching,” he added with frustration. “What if someone is dying and needs help?”
He sighed and pulled the car over.
“Mother, I think we should go see what happened.”
Mrs. Ashford nodded firmly.
“I raised you well, my son. If you had just driven away, I would have been very disappointed.”
Marcus parked the car and they stepped out.
“Let’s
