It was 12:06 a.m. when my phone rang. That kind of late call every parent dreads — the kind that jolts you awake before the second ring. I answered with a shaky “hello,” and heard her voice on the other end. Small. Unsure. Trying to stay calm but not quite pulling it off. “Dad… my car won’t start.” She had just finished a shift at the mall, parked under one of those dim lot lights that only seem to work when you don’t need them. Her friends had already left. The lot was mostly empty. And the tem