"I want to try something" she insisted, holding her hand out to grab my own.
I felt the need to hesitate, like the need you feel to hesitate before jumping into an icy pool in March, but you can't allow yourself to think about it or you won't be able to do it.
I didn't hesitate, not physically at least.
Grabbing her hand I felt a tingle up my arm and then it was over as quickly as it had come.
I look around. Familiarity and distance both exist.