Her hair was cut an inch above shoulder length, and was a rich blonde with underlying shades of dark brown; when it caught the light, it glowed brightly, and looked as soft as sin. Her skin was almost as light as mine, and must have been smooth and supple. She was lively, to say the least, and a sense of mischievous fun emanated from her. She had a glowing, contagious smile, and was deeply compassionate and always friendly. When she spoke, her voice was melodic and bright, and filled up whatever room she happened to be in. Her laugh varied, from a quick intake of breath at the end of a half-joking sentence, to a unsuppressed giggle when she was truly amused; but her voice always hinted of hidden laughter, even when she was being completely serious.
