It was one of those golden spring afternoons in New Hampshire, where the light feels a little softer and the breeze a little kinder. Karoline Leavitt, just back from a local school assembly where she’d spoken about civic engagement and public service, was driving through the quieter part of town in her aging but reliable sedan.
She wasn’t thinking about politics or cameras. She was thinking about dinner, maybe stopping for groceries—just being ordinary, the way she liked to after long days of being on-air or speaking at events.
Then, suddenly, her car jolted.
A flat tire.
