Photo: Keith Channing
“It is the only way!” he insisted.
She shook her head. She understood his urgency but he’s been going on about a string of crises for the last two hours, and her bladder was threatening to win the Battle Of Emergency.
“Are you even listening?” his voice rose, reedy with strain.
She took a breath, curbing the depth of it as to not add to the internal pressure. There was no rest-stop in sight. She began wondering if the wall of a nearby metal shipping container would have to do. With any luck, no one would be peeking out their window or strolling by or who knows.
“I really have to go,” she tried.
He exploded. “Can you stop thinking about yourself for a moment and actually take this in?!”
Her bladder cramped. Did he seriously just say “take in”?!!
He was known for working himself into…
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