Friday, April 18, 2008

The Interview

She was a tall, lean women, with a slightly round face, which was presently propped up by a hand with four tall, lean fingers and one tall, lean thumb. She smiled pleasantly when spoken to, commenting on the weather in a smooth and comforting manner. But mostly she sat--quietly, anxiously, even pensively. And she waited in the stuffiness of that third floor office suite. The woman picked up a tall, lean brochure and began fanning her face with short twitches of the wrist--the air conditioning was broken, and it was hot for April.

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