The Ex-Best Friend's Cruelty

pitching higher to reach the onlookers. "She doesn

ale signs now, up close. The faint blueish tint to his lips, the clammy

I knew he had a severe heart condition. I knew his doctor had prescribed him nitroglycerin pills fo

and, I used the other to feel for his po

he crowd, pulling out the small v

. "Don't give him that! You don't

and then resumed two-handed compressions. I was acting on pure adrenaline and the burning desire to right the most

ing more desperate. "You're supposed to look for their wallet to f

o chaos she could control. But I wouldn't let her. I kept my rhythm, my mo

grew louder, cutting through

dn't stop. Not until the profes

beside us. Two paramedics jumped o

one of them asked,

low breathing. I administered one sublingual nitroglycerin from a vial in his pocket an

tly in surprise. He nodded, impres

ake it from he

racticed efficiency. They loaded Mr. Henderson onto a gu

aramedic. "I administered the medicat

d again.

walk, stranded. Her face was a storm of shock, fury, and disbelief. She had lost control of the

him. I had c

sica. This was