As I headed west and further into the hills conditions were making it nearly impossible to continue my drive home. I pulled off to the shoulder after several fruitless attempts on a steep grade. As I started my journey for the long walk home I encountered the dim glow of light coming from the woods nearby, I ventured off the road and found a car embedded into an old oak. I opened the drivers side door (Not without much effort) and a young woman lay lifeless on the seat. I pulled her from the wreck and found no pulse or heartbeat. I proceeded to perform CPR and within a few minutes she began breathing (Although labored) on her own. Now I was faced with a real dilemma, should I stay and hope someone finds us or leave her behind and go for help? I chose the later first covering her nearly motionless body with my overcoat.
The first home I encountered had an outside light on but the Dodge Caravan I would normally see was missing from the driveway. As I stumbled up the walk I began to question my decision, would their be anyone home? And at this time of night would they even answer the door. I banged franticly on the door until a young girl opened it. I told her of the accident and instructed her to find me a heavy blanket and call 911. I hurried back to the scene and found her still breathing and motionless. I covered her and waited for help to arrive. 15 minutes passed by before I heard to sound of sirens in the distance, she was packed off and whisked away the to local hospital. After being questioned by the police (In a nice warm cruiser) he assured me he would call and let me know her status. The next day I found she was in a coma, she had broken ribs, a collapsed lung, ruptured spleen, internal bleeding and a concussion. The doctors upgraded her condition from critical to serious but stable after a few days following surgery.
I found an article in the local paper about the accident, she was 20 years old, lived in the next town and as it turned out the younger sister of a kid I played Little League ball with years before. she continued to improve eventually regaining consciousness, I went to visit her with her brother, we talked and I reminded her that when we were playing ball she' be running around in her pigtails getting into all kind of mischief. Even now still bruised and swollen from the crash you could tell what a beautiful woman she had become.
Her family (At my request) never divulged who was the one who discovered her on that cold Autumn night, as far as she knew it was just a good Samaritan who wanted to be left nameless.
Time went on and we started to date, eventually falling in love and becoming engaged. After she accepted my proposal only then did I tell her I was the one who saved her life that eventful night, that was nearly 20 years ago.
We now have two beautiful children.
Great story eh?
Too bad I made it all up.
Except the part about the kids. ;-D