in hindsight, if only i was wearing one of those secret service ear buds and had a more battle-savvy colleague (marty) coaching me:
"foxhole to jackrabbit. she's losing it. get her out of there! get her out of there right now! no time! no time! i repeat, she's gonna blow! move jackrabbit! move NOW!"
but such a voice was not there and because of this i froze. in the end, i'm not sure if it was the gasp from the fourth row or the drops of water flying from the swinging basket or the flurry of flower petals floating in the air that broke my stupor, but whatever it was it set me to action and i leaped up and snared the crumbling bella.
and like that, full-on disaster was averted, however closely.
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