I’m hit with an early October breeze as I walk toward the other car. The driver is hunched over the wheel, her dark, shoulder-length hair obstructing my view of her face. I reach out to tap on the window, but a high-pitched shriek coming out of the car’s speakers stops me. “Don’t worry! I’m on my way!” The call cuts out after two beeps. The woman’s panicked breathing becomes more obvious with each rapid rise and fall of her back. “Hey.” I knock my fist against the window when she doesn’t acknowledge me. “Are you okay?” She lifts a trembling finger to the glass while keeping her head down. “One
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