"Did I say that out loud?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, you called me Linda. Who is she?"

"Someone I used to know a very long time ago. She-she was in a similar situation, but I couldn't help her," Ben ground out between his teeth.

"You helped me! How did you know I was in trouble?" Rochelle asked.

"I saw the big truck parked on your lawn, so I slowed down to see if you were all right. I saw someone being thrown to the floor... then I was inside," Ben mumbled, embarrassed that he'd lost himself in that memory.

"I'm grateful you stopped. It would have gotten a lot worse...