It was an ordinary morning that transformed into an extraordinary mission by a single phone call. “There’s a couple who need bus tickets,” the voice on the other end of the line explained, filled with uncertainty. “They’re stranded. I’m not sure who they are or how to handle this. But someone mentioned you might help.” In moments like these, decisions can’t dawdle in the gray; they demand the clarity of black or white dancing in my head. Yet, there I was, nestled in security, a good thirty-minute drive from any potential action on my part, and I wrestled with my decision about whether and how to step into this unfolding story.