Everyone Refused to Give CPR to a Homeless Man with No Arms – I Stepped In, and the Next Day, a Red Mercedes Was Waiting on My Porch
People walked past my husband as he died. They just looked at him, stepped around him, and went on with their day. That’s the part that won’t let me sleep. Leo was sitting outside a sandwich shop, still in uniform, eating lunch between calls. He’d just texted me that he finally remembered to buy the…