– Are we going to find out who, why, where or pull the car out of the rut? Front-wheel drive? – What? I don’t... – I see. You will gas as soon as I command. “I won’t when you command,” she muttered, still staring at him. “Why is that?” Do you prefer polite requests instead of commands? I can also command politely. Each of his phrases gave me more prickly goosebumps, but after the last one, said with some subtext and subtle mockery... or teasing... Have I gone crazy? I felt a hint of flirting. I looked at the dark silhouette of an almost stranger leaning over my door and did not chase the vision of him reaching out his hand, clasping the back of my head, leaning over and kissing. I just suddenly wondered how it would be. What a kiss from another man could be like. The one who is not my husband.