Overweight, and diabetic, she shut me down with mono-syllables.
“Watching your diet?”
“No.” This punctuated with a lift of the lip.
“Anything special for Christmas?”
“Why yes.” She shifted, eyes widened. “I decorate my apartment, especially the window.”
She e-mailed a pic of the window dressing. Shimmering, bejeweled, it sparkled like her eyes at the end of our visit.