Broken
November 27, 2020. We got a call from Micah at about 10pm telling us that the van he was in (not ours) was in the middle of the road and that they would need a tow truck. By our conversation, I got that the van broke down. The three younger kids were sleeping. Ken had just put some croquettes from our VMS friends in the oven for a snack and we were just hanging out together. I took the car and Ken took the van, anticipating that Ken would wait with the boys for a tow truck and I would bring Natalie and her friend back to our house. Just after I turned onto Sunset, Micah called me and told me to not be upset when I got there because they had to call it in and there were emergency vehicles with them. They were all ok. It's all ok. He was kind to warn me. But I actually wasn't prepared. I drove down Sparta Line past the golf course, rounded a few bends, and stopped at the top of the hill. I had just driven through the dark of the back roads and all of the sudden the darkness was