“Umm, yeah,” she said, thinking, oh damn, I didn’t mean to say that. Her words hung as they sat there, just like other things…

“You have water in the back, right?”

She looked up and down, unsure. “Oh, I’ll just grab it.” Her fingers tightened on the steering, a futile attempt to ground herself in the moment.

Quickly, Daniel said, “I got it, you’re driving,” and reached back over, not touching her, but his sleeve rubbing through her blouse, dragging the linen across her skin. It wasn’t a normal sensation this time, unfortunately, a feeling stapled into her mind, a moment deflecting her heart, where it may never yield back to its original form. The brief contact was electric, sending sparks racing through her clavicle, igniting a fire she didn’t know how to extinguish.

A moment where a normal thing isn’t normal.