PAT watched the girl in the mirror before her—a reflection of tanned shoulders melting into the yellow-gold of her evening dress. Her eyes followed the carefree young hands, etching a smooth red line on untroubled lips, and she thought, "Those hands are steady and quick and sure...
""I Am the Truth...","
Sketch: Vol. 10
, Article 2.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol10/iss4/2