The lab felt colder than it should. Carla shivered. She knew kinetic energy was the answer. She swiveled one merry round after another in her spinning chair. In her mind they were both rolling over in the Toyota before they hit the cement boulder.
Undecided, she turned around to stare at their shared project.
"He’ll never grow a beard, or fix the thermostat, but he'll have your heart."
Ungloved hands, now blood-stained, reached for the organ in the ice-box.