He had called 911 and they said that for- est rangers would be there shortly. He asked if they could send in a rescue chopper, but they said that the forest rangers will be able to get there sooner. By the tone of her voice, the operator didn’t sound very optimistic about Stephanie’s chances. She acted as though she’d never even heard of any- one surviving a gunshot wound to the head. “Are you sure she shot herself in the head?” said the operator in an annoyed voice. She thought Kevin was play- ing a practical joke. “Yes.” “The bullet went into her head?” “Half her fucking head is gone.” “Don’t you swear to me.” “Half her head is gone.” “And she’s alive?” “Yes.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Okay . . . If you say so, kid.” It was such a ridiculous experience. He wonders if he should sue them if Stephanie dies because of their neg- ligence. He wonders if Stephanie has a chance even if they weren’t negligent. Kevin has HIV.
