Art flowed out of her; she could draw, paint, she could pretty much create whatever she wished.

She worked passionately.

She could radiate joy, she had a way of happiness that she could sometimes get to; it was a trick, it was dishonest I think, but when she got there she was just so goddamn free, her smile went to the core.

She was dishonest.  Which is to say:  She was a liar.  She gave her soul to cover her mothers lies turned life.

She was broken.  She never got free.

She was an exceptional human being.

Katherine Eileen.