He answered almost immediately. After hearing what was happening, he offered to drive us without asking a single question.
“I’ll be there in five minutes,” he said. “Tell your mom not to worry. We’ll get her there.”
Vanessa rolled her eyes as I ended the call. “Unbelievable. You really had to involve the neighbors just to make me look bad?”
I held her gaze for a moment. “You managed that without any help from me.”
Her face tightened, but before she could say anything else, Mr. Bellamy’s car entered the driveway. I helped Mom toward the door, carrying her hospital bag while she repeatedly thanked our neighbor.
