Every night my neighbor’s son flashed SOS from his window—until one message forced me to run across the street and uncover a terrifying truth.

no longer carried the same tension.

“Dad said I could ask you about first aid,” he said. “Since you’ve seen the real thing. He said you might have some insights.”

I invited him inside.

We didn’t spend our time talking about heroics.

Instead, we talked about the basics.

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