“I need $200.” Mike thought it might be drug money, but Bobby was a friend, trying to clean up his act. It was just a loan.
Bobby’s wealthy family insisted; he had exhausted their support and resources. Mike’s family struggled; he was saving for college expenses.
By September, Mike was embarrassed to ask, but he needed the cash.
At the dorm, he met Bobby’s roommate, visibly shaken.
“He’s in a coma at County Hospital, they’re not sure ….”
Reported as accidental, he had driven headfirst into a stone wall.