She denounced what she called a spontaneous detonation
of affection. A real reignition of warmth and attachment.
Did their bumping into each other relight old fed-up fires?
Old good times? Memories of nearness, dearness and love?
In the spouse’s eyes, the exes looked like they still had a thing
or two going on. A gravitational pull. How could they smoothly
explode into each other’s arms with a cheer that could challenge
one by soccer fans after a score, if there was a zero? She queried.

