In Other Side of the Road, Arash talks about the squirrel he saw hit with a car while on standing outside a store.

Arash: Grandma, I feel so guilty. I was standing outside lincoln blvd when i saw it happened. I should have been focusing on minding my business but I was distracted with thought to my iphone and when I looked back up I saw that squirrel, standing straight up, with his tiny hands stretched out,not looking directly into my eyes but running away and THUMP.

I slammed on my breaks as hard as I could but I knew it was too late…I felt the impact.

I’m responsible for taking a life, this cute, adorable, playful little squirrel. All he was doing was crossing the street to go play with his friends and I came along ending his entire existence.

I saw them. I saw the other squirrels. There were about five of them, on the other side of the road, waiting for him, waiting for him to cross the street.

When I got out of the car I was shaking and I had to will myself to see the front bumper because I was still hoping that maybe what I felt wasn’t real or maybe I just tapped the little guy and he was just shaken up but no, no, he was squished into my bumper like a pancake and I am to blame.

I have a stain on my heart that can’t ever be removed because I killed him…it’s my fault Grandma.