This is the second in a series of unconventional retellings of the parable of the Good Samaritan. Read Part One, The God Samaritan here.
Wrong place, wrong time, I believe, is the phrase most folks would use to describe my present predicament. Not that I can tell you much about how I came into my present predicament. There was a violent hot pain on the back of my head, then warm and sticky on my neck. Then peaceful dark.