People I've Met
The Reader
The faraway gaze, the air of contentedness, like a much-needed exhale. Is she reading a favourite story, or something more intimate—a letter from a long-lost lover perhaps.
The Look
So much can be interpreted from a single look. Is she judging me, and if so how do I fare? While at first glance she seems stern, the slightest glimmer of a smirk betrays the humour beneath the surface.
A Child’s Mind
What is going through this child’s mind as he gazes upon me? Is he curious, or does he know something I do not? Alas, we shall never know the secrets behind his eyes.