The warmth from my tea cup seeped into my trembling hands that wrapped around its body. I thought holding onto it for stability would ease my nerves but now my hands were just sweaty and burned. I ran them over my rough pants and watched the clock tick by one minute more.
“Baby, you weren’t there and I was thinking of you when I came”
There are certain songs that I listen to that replay a memory like it was yesterday. A high school dance, driving around with my girl friends, and warm ups before a swim meet all have very specific soundtracks…