FACE-PLANT ON BROADWAY
You were in the crosswalk on Broadway and Pine, partway across the street, when you saw the woman on the sidewalk ahead trip and fall on her face. It was Tuesday afternoon. She was embarrassed, collected her things, climbed to a standing position, and looked around nervously. She was bleeding from the knee and her brown pants were ripped all the way across the cut. It looked like it might need stitches, and she started to limp a little when you reached her and said, “I saw that coming! I was ready to throw my body on top of yours.” Then you laughed, heh-heh-heh. You weren’t able to see a bleeding person in pain in front of you. All you saw was a woman you could lie on top of…
