The look that said it all

We stood on opposite corners, almost like a face off her and I. We looked at traffic, looked at each other looked at traffic. It was stopped in the intersection, all the way across the crosswalk, but was there enough time? We looked up again, and there it was again, the unspoken "I'll go if you go". And so we did, we stepped off our respective curbs and crossed the street, maintaining the stopped traffic on a green light for just a few moments longer