MIRA

I hail a cab and hurry back before anyone who can recognize me sets their eyes on me. If they did, it wouldn’t take long before anyone figures out the perpetrator. Me.

“We’re here ma’am. Ma’am?” The driver calls one more time.

“Right, here’s your fee.” I exhale and slip my finger to open the car door, but I pause. My chest tightens even more. My eyes turn glassy. Every sound, didn’t have an origin. Everything’s happening all at once.

“Are you all right ...