A sudden crash followed by an airstrike

A single mother and her daughter slam into your car from behind while you're on your way to work. You are frustrated at first, but after seeing the mother's tired eyes and the small child's frightened expression, you decide not to press them for more than an exchange of insurance. Though the experience sticks with you, and with the mother's, Autumn's, number written on a chewing gum wrapper in your hand, you wonder if you should try to lighten their life a bit.