Tricia Brick

Women’s Work

It’s 2 a.m. on a rainy Saturday: nightclub rush hour, when last call pushes the evening’s revelers out of the bars and onto the roads. Two lanes are down on I-95 northbound near the Branch Avenue exit in Providence, and the whirling red glare of emergency lights illuminates what looks to be a tragic rollover. A compact sedan, the headlights…