Bishop Curry V and the Hot Car Hero Once upon a sweltering summer day, in a small neighborhood, lived a bright-eyed boy named Bishop . Bishop was just ten years old, but his heart held wisdom beyond his years. One afternoon, as he played in his backyard, Bishop noticed something alarming. A car parked across the street had its windows rolled up, and inside sat a baby. The sun blazed down, turning the car into an oven. Bishop’s heart raced. He knew that leaving a child in a hot car could lead to heatstroke and even death. Bishop sprinted to his house, his sneakers pounding the pavement. He burst through the front door, his mom, Mrs. Curry , busy in the kitchen. “Mom!” he gasped. “There’s a baby in a hot car! We have to help!” Mrs. Curry’s eyes widened. She followed Bishop outside, her heart pounding too. Together, they rushed to the car. The baby was crying, sweat-soaked, and red-faced. Bishop’s small hands trembled as he tried the door. Locked. “Call 911!” Mrs. C...