Touch of Clarity

Betsy reached out to open the passenger side door, but just as her hand brushed against the handle, Declan caught her wrist.

Betsy felt puzzled. She turned and asked, “Declan, what's wrong?”

A look of struggle crossed Declan's face.

He wasn't sure why, but he simply didn't want her to sit in the passenger seat. In his subconscious, it seemed like a persistent thought was reminding him that he had