atop of
the tall
figure.
There is a
fresh
color in
her brown
cheeks, a
soft shine
in her
eyes, and
only
gentle
words fall
from her
sharp
tongue
today.
Beth has
grown
slender,
pale, and
more quiet
than ever.
The
beautiful,
kind eyes
are
larger,
and in
them lies
an
expression
that
saddens
one,
although
it is not
sad
itself. It
is the
shadow of
pain which
touches
the young
face with
such
pathetic
patience,
but Beth
