By Phillip Pettit
“What thyroid hormones are found in the blood circulation?” He asked dutifully from the passenger seat.
“I really appreciate this,” she said. “Lending me your car; helping me cram, even though…”
He knew the rest. Their relationship was on hold, maybe ended, after the death of her cousin.
“So you don’t know the answer?” He tried not to sound bitter.
He flicked sullenly through his notes. The next question, thought but not asked, “What is it that connects this uneasy feeling deep in my chest and this fuzzy pain behind my eyes and this tightness around my mouth?”
Phillip Pettit lives in Perth, Western Australia where he enjoys reading and writing short fiction as a welcome diversion from his work in software.