She sang to me last night.

Without realizing what she was doing, she sang. It was merely to illustrate a point, merely to convey a tune she knew and thought I might. Her voice came through the phones, through the air and across the vast communications network that wraps itself around the modern world. A voice that carries more weight than it should. A voice that is bolder in song than in speech. A voice that was freed by the distraction of driving down I-5 on a Sunday afternoon.