You think this will be the one thing that will change you but it turns out to be an addition to the pile.
On second look, she was prettier than I'd remembered. She wasn't made up, she was frazzled, hair out of place and frayed on top. She had her hands full with children and she was beautiful. One could see the softness of her manner, the slope of her nose. The distance between us played a role as well. Magnifying, anchoring, providing means for a good stare, making a picture. She looked like she was having a conversation with herself: brows straight, eyes wide, lips not moving but mouth perched.
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