she carried around a brick in her purse and a wad of spit in her throat

humans need to add a sense to their current dictionary of 5. forget what you know about olfactory or land mines of bitterness on the tongue. this one is a whole-body sense; a wrestling of the mind and a composition of the self. a sense of self-consciousness that is neither fighting nor flighting.

worry.

worry.

as far as i'm concerned, this should be the 6th sense. nothing about ESP, or foreseeing others' troubles, or reading lines in hands that or more or less just wrinkles. just another categorized sense that we all experience. just another way in which we all feel human.