The Strawberry Escaped Isabelle

Isabel thought about what happened that afternoon, and figured something had gotten in her eyes temporarily blurring her vision. She dosed under the stars. No one slept inside the tents on account of the warm weather. Isabelle watched the men and women feeling cantines and gallon glass jugs with water. And join them lest she should look like a sick animal left behind in an empty pasture. Up close, she saw the sun glistening on the water inside the glass jugs. Or maybe the reflected sun she couldn't tell which. But she was certain that whichever she reached for, the water or the reflection it would escape her just as the strawberry had yesterday afternoon.