I was on the freeway in the middle of a very bad part of the city where I live when I blew a tire. I got off the next exit and drove into a gas station to call a tow truck. The sun was quickly setting and I was an unarmed, young female banker stranded on the front line of gang-fight central. Suddenly, a small car drove up with four men in it. “Lady, this is no place for you. You have to leave NOW,” they shouted. I pointed to the shredded tire. They asked “Where is the spare? Where are the iron and jack?” I pointed, and they immediately set to work changing my tire. When they were finished, it was almost dark. “Go now! Get out of here before it gets dark!” they urged, obviously concerned for my safety.
Before I could even thank them, they jumped back into their car and drove off. As I drove away, I pondered if I had been aided by Good Samaritans…or angels!
Complete Strangers Saved Me From Harm