“Doubtful.” He was halfway out the car and I was still sitting here, shocked at my own revelation. Hurriedly I unsnapped the seatbelt and opened the door, climbing out, only to have my leg snag on the lip of the footwell on the way out. “Argh!” I toppled, one leg caught in the car, the other landing painfully on my knee, my bag flinging over my head to land on the ground in front of me, contents spilling across the paved parking lot.
