I had walked home from the university, my arms filled with books and turned to walk towards the house I shared with four other girls. I barely glanced at the pick-up truck parked right in front of our sidewalk. A tall, athletic, friendly looking young man poked his head from under the opened hood and called out.
“Would you mind giving me a hand? I need someone to turn the key while I attach some wires together.”
I considered dropping off my books inside and letting my friends know I was home but decided…
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