Her arms pulled me near. The fat warm and soft like an old woman is allowed to be. If she ends up that way there's a space for women like that. Especially if she is nice and pleasant company. Being drawn in is met with being pushed away. The required space outside the boundary of skin. I knew her by what people said about her when she wasn't around. She was helpful and charitable to me if three encounters can sum up a person's character.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
