Please help, officer

This afternoon my daughter called me, very distraught. She had borrowed the truck of a good friend and the battery died as she was trying to get gas. She was stuck in a gas station, and did I have jumper cables? No, I don't, but I will come, I said.

I drove to the gas station. Child was asking people who drove in for gas if they had cables, and no one fessed up. Suddenly, her face lit up, and she ran to the street. There was an Oakland County, MI sheriff department car sitting in the left turn lane.

Child is just a thin slip of a very pretty young lady. She was dressed in clean jeans and a t-shirt, with no makeup on and her long hair in a pony tail, as is appropriate for someone moving items from one home to another. She went to the officer and said, "Sir, I am stranded here. Do you by chance have jumper cables?"

What man, let alone a well-provisoned officer of the law could turn that down?

That particular officer did. He said, "No," and took off.

I felt like a witness to a very bad accident.