Army of Ink Collecting Thoughts

 

She put her hand on her heart while she carefully collected her thoughts.

Her heart was threatening to launch itself right out of her chest.  She felt she was losing hold of what was real and what was not.  So she took herself aside to a quiet spot with truth firmly in hand, in heart and in somewhere in the book.

Footnote:  She looks almost ready for blast off in those heels, but someone suggested perhaps quiet, considered steps might be a safer way to travel.