I Was Fired and Walking Home—Then Two Helicopters Landed Looking for Me

looked at her shattered mug on the road, then at the soldier’s extended hand.

She took it.

Someone wrapped a warm blanket around her shoulders as she climbed into the cabin. As the helicopter lifted off, banking sharply toward St. Jude’s, Rachel looked down at the cars below.

For the first time in hours, she wasn’t afraid.

The roof of St. Jude’s wasn’t continue reading …