"At the flea, there were these three girls in sexy dresses?" Katie says, lounging on the other side of the couch. "But like, a little too much: cut too high here, cut too low here, too tight here."
She lapses into silence and gazes with a pleased vacuity into the middle distance over my right shoulder until she notices me watching her expectantly.
"Oh, think that's all I've got," she finishes with an apologetic smile.
One year ago: Just for One Day
Two years ago: Not That it Bothers Me
Three years ago: Ex Marks the Spot
Four years ago: Justice Served With a Side of Awwwwww-yeah