April 2, 2013
Together with her large jaw, she sported few facial expressions. Even when she spoke, her lips barely moved. In fact, you could only tell if she was in a good mood by looking into her eyes: sometimes they would sparkle with quiet humor; other times they would be blank--obsessively focused. Toby knew better than to bother her when she was struggling. Outside, she replaced signs so quickly that each time took the crowbar to the crate of pots, she was somewhere else. The chill wind blew fiercely through the fencing, but with it came the end of his shift.