She’d been driving for less than an hour when she saw the red and blue lights flicker behind her. Seeing that she was alone on the road, she knew the cruiser was signaling her to stop.
Her heart began thumping in her chest as her mind ran through countless reasons the police would pull her over. What happened next would prompt her to take out her camera and record.
When Sasha got into her car that morning, she’d expected being stopped by the police as the last thing to happen to her.
She’d been having a tough year and knew that she’d lose her mind if anything else went wrong. So, as the police cruiser sounded its siren while tailing her, she knew everything was over for her.
Sasha Jackson had been on her way to a job interview when the Atlanta police stopped her. She’d been trying to find a balance between being an unemployed single mom and a student.
For Sasha, life hadn’t always been easy. But as the world went into lockdown, everything quickly took a turn for the worst, forcing her down a path she’d never thought she’d step into.
Sasha’s life was divided between working as a bank teller, a master’s student at the local university, and being a mom to an eight-year bundle of joy she’d named Jordan.
The happiness she’d found within this balance would soon end after she got laid off from work and forced to stay at home despite having a child and student loans she needed to cater to.
She’d spent months looking for a job. She and Jordan had been living with her mom after her landlord locked her apartment because of delayed rent, something she never thought she’d do.
She was almost giving up when one of her friends called her with an opening in a media house that would allow her to work from home and pay as much as her old job. Sasha pounced on the opportunity, not knowing what was waiting for her.
The interview for the job was slated for the upcoming week, but the day came barreling in before Sasha could bat an eyelash.
She got up early that day, took a shower, and got dressed. After breakfast with her mom and little Jordan, she wished them a good day and hurried off. It wouldn’t be long until the police came after her.
Sasha had been driving for almost an hour while listening to her favorite motivational podcast to energize her for the interview.
The road was clear, and she knew she’d make it to the media house some hours before her interview. But as she passed a green traffic light in one of the neighborhoods on the city’s outskirts, the unexpected happened.
Blue and red lights lit her rearview mirror as she drove. At first, she thought the police cruiser was after someone else, but then she realized she was alone on the road.
The cruiser’s siren went off, wrenching a silent cry from Sasha as her veins flooded with fear and anxiety. Her hands shook as she pulled her car to the side of the road. She saw a policeman hope out of the cruiser and knew only one thing could save her now.
Sasha had always been a careful driver. She never ran through traffic lights or broke any other road rules. So why was the officer stopping her?
She reached for her license and registration, taking her national ID just in case the officer asked for it. She turned off her vehicle with a trembling hand just as the officer knocked on her window.
As Sasha sat in her hot seat, she remembered that one of her cousins had taken her car a few months passed. The cousin, Darrel, was always finding himself on the wrong side of the law.
His last escapade had been with Sasha’s car. Of course, Sasha had reprimanded him for taking the car without her permission. She’d also tried talking to him about changing his ways.
But Darrel had always been as stubborn as a mule. He was only foul-mouthed but so no wrong in taking things that weren’t his.
His last adventure had landed him in big trouble, forcing Sasha’s mom and aunts to pool in the funds to bail him out. What were the chances the cop outside Sasha’s car was there because her cousin used her vehicle?
Sasha sat tight as the seconds counted, each feeling like an eternity. She watched as the officer walked closer, his utility belt gleaming in the early morning light.
He’d fitted his cap tight over his head, its visor blocking most of his visage, his eyes included. Cold authority issued from him with each of his steps. One thing was sure: Sasha wouldn’t be making it to her interview today.
The interview at hand was Sasha’s only lifeline in her dark life. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten such an opportunity and had already planned how to use her salary to improve her and her son’s lives.
The police stopping her meant she would miss the interview and thus go back to square one. She relaxed her shoulders and cleared her throat. She didn’t know why the cop stopped her, but she would do everything she could to avoid getting arrested.
The officer’s knock was subtle but commanding. Sasha swallowed a lump of air and rolled her window down. “Good morning, ma’am?” the officer smiled.
Sasha smiled back nervously and slowly handed over her documents. But what the police said next would leave her even more confused.
“Don’t worry about pulling out anything,” the police officer said. He then stepped away from the window toward the rear of Sasha’s car.
After staring at Sasha’s car for about a minute, the officer walked to his cruiser to call in something, then returned to Sasha’s window. What was happening?
“I know you’re wondering what’s happening,” he told Sasha with his smile still holding. “I stopped you to let you know your brake lights aren’t working.”
Sasha’s heart fell as the police told her why he’d stopped her. In all her life, she’d never driven a faulty car before. She’d always made sure her car was road certified. But as she mulled over the consequences waiting for her, her fear quickly turned into burning fury.
Sasha’s fear morphed into anger as she remembered she’d only had the car checked a month ago. She’d had the brake lights replaced, and the company that serviced the vehicle billed her $600 for the service.
Sasha quickly explained everything to the officer, revealing how she’d been forced to dip into her savings to make sure her car was still in good shape to avoid such occurrences. But she didn’t stop there.
Sasha revealed that she was unemployed and kicked out of her apartment. She also told the officer she was on her way to a job interview that would turn her life around.
She didn’t know why she opened up like that and was surprised to see him listening intently. What he did next is hard to believe.
Instead of writing Sasha a ticket, the officer asked her to step out of the vehicle so he could inspect it. He popped the trunk and rummaged through the wires until the brake lights came on.
He told Sasha the car was fine now and wished her good luck on the interview. Sasha couldn’t believe it. She recorded the entire encounter, knowing such magical moments needed to be frozen in time forever. Another officer did the unthinkable a few miles from her city, showing that some service people are genuinely here to serve and protect.
Amina Rocher was a single mom living in Duluth. Her life hadn’t always been an easy one. But like Sasha, she did everything to make ends meet.
Although Amina’s incident also involved a police officer, it was far different from Sasha’s. The police officer would go far beyond to show he cared about her wellbeing.
Amina had been working as a store clerk when the incident took place. Her place of work and home were five miles apart.
But unlike many Americans working over such long distances, Amina didn’t use a car or public transport to commute. She’d formed a system that served her well. It would all end when the officer stopped her.
Amina walked ten miles every day. She spent an hour on the road every dawn and dusk, walking to and from work.
Although most people found it heartbreaking that someone her age resorted to such a crude way of getting to work, nobody ever tried to step in to help her. But Amnia never took walking as a curse on her life.
But Amina hadn’t always been getting to her place of work this way. She once had a lovely bright green sedan she loved driving to work.
But she sold it after the pandemic hit and her son needed financial assistance at college. A loving mom, Amina didn’t see it as a burden but the least she could do for her baby. She had no idea what she was up signing for.
Without a car and with her financial pond almost dried out, Amina resorted to walking to work every morning and evening.
“It sounds painful when you say it out loud,” she shared once. “But it is very peaceful and free. The air is crisp and the sunrise or sunset enthralling. I don’t think I wanna trade that for anything.”
Amina shared that walking had also helped her get back in shape. She was healthier than ever, with an energy she didn’t know she had.
But although she loved everything about walking to and from work, she had no clue that someone had her in his sights. The man would change her life for the better.
It was a sunny morning when a cop car sounded behind Amina. With her bag tucked under her arm, she swung around to find the cruiser trailing her.
The officer inside sounded his siren again, and Amina stopped. He pulled the car to the side of the road and walked out. Amina couldn’t make sense of what was happening.
Although a little apprehensive, Amina kept her cool. A smile drew across her face as she greeted the man in uniform.
The cop, who introduced himself as Officer Cody, assured Amina that she had done nothing wrong. “I have been patrolling this area for a few weeks,” he said. “I always see you and walk here every morning and evening.” What he’d ask would leave Amina speechless.
“Do you mind a ride?” the officer asked. He informed Amina that he knew where she worked and was driving that way. Would she be open to sharing his cruiser with him?
Amina nodded, seeing no harm in riding to work in a police car. She got into the passenger seat, and soon enough, they were back on the road. Her life was about to change.
The officer drove Amina to work. But as he dropped her off, he asked if she wanted a ride in the evening. Amina politely declined, telling the officer that although she loved the idea, she wanted to enjoy the exercise and fresh air.
The officer insisted, but he could pierce Amina’s tough skin. He said goodbye, wishing Amina a good day. But that wouldn’t be the last she’d hear of him.
Amina continued with her life as usual. But two days later, the officer showed up at her store. After a quick chat, he informed Amina that he was changing states.
As a farewell gift, he’d bought her an electric bicycle. He hoped that she could use it in her commute. “You can enjoy the fresh air and exercise simultaneously!” he said. Disclaimer: To protect the privacy of those depicted, some names, locations, and identifying characteristics have been changed and are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblances to actual events, places, or persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.