Last Saturday I was finishing up a few things hoping to get to bed early. We had planned to drive to California for a few days of spring break to see my parents and I knew I would need a good night's sleep to make the trip safely. We had company and I was waiting for Bri to get home from a charity event where she was performing. I checked my phone for a message from Bri and saw that I had a voicemail. It was strange because, only minutes before, Bri had sent me a text saying she was leaving the concert and was heading home. I listened to the message and heard the voice of a very scared young lady who said, "Mom, I just got hit. I need you to come right now." I called her back and immediately got into the car. She was only about a mile away but it felt like it was a lot further. She was very shaken up but seemed okay. In addition to the trauma of the accident, the people who had hit her had yelled and swore at her and told her the accident was her fault (even though th