She dropped the tethered pen and two people turned to look. It swung like a pendulum and bonked the marble kiosk. The teller hiccuped, a dog barked from a car window.
Space fell down in a neat parallelogram.
Everyone clutched their deposit slips, purses and wallets. Orange fog seeped into the bank. Then, the car wash on the corner. A woman’s windshield wiper was pushing around the universe.