First Time Meeting

The rain pounded relentlessly against the windshield of Kelly's black Mustang, turning the stormy night into a slick, treacherous ribbon of asphalt. At just 18 years old, Kelly was no stranger to adventure—she'd been cruising home from a late-night wild party when a deafening pop shattered the monotony. Her tire had blown out. She swerved to the shoulder, heart racing, only to discover her phone was dead, no charger in sight.