She’s a little smaller than him. Huge smile, short blonde hair, young (not ridiculously young but visibly younger than him (once again Carl looks older than he is)). She looked like she was more fun than Carl ever led on or just more fun than Carl. I did get a hint of hidden mischief where maybe she is much harder on him at home than in a public setting, I kind of know that feeling. She also had a kind of goofy quality to her, which may have just been her religious strictness resonating with good clean fun (that idea is perpetuated by conversations I’ve had with Carl over the years).
I was a basket case. I don’t know what to say in those situations. I don’t know what to say in most situations. I’m used to being the one in mourning not a guest. I kind of stood there and waited to answer questions I was directly asked. Luckily Marsha got there and stimulated conversation.
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