Jane stared at Brock Davenport as she struggled to ask for help, she didn’t want anything that would make her feel like she owed him.

“Jane? What’s the matter? Do you need something?” He asked as he stared back at her.

“Senior, I’m really very sorry to ask but can I use your phone? I don’t know what is wrong with mine, it’s not working.”

“My phone? You want to call your husband?”

“Yes, my phone isn’t working at all and I’m even more worried. I don’t know how he is ...