Her hands are a good place to start. The way she presses her fingers flat against a door to push it open. How easily her fingers bend into a salute, even though she had no military training.
I'm still puzzled by how she taps her fingers on a table without making a sound. And I remember seeing her hands clench into fists while the rest of her body remained passive and loose. At other times, she picked up objects as if they were weapons, testing their weight and balance. Ordinary items too, forks and pens, staplers and water bottles. Armed in any office environment.
It's unsettling to think about because in every other way, she's non-threatening. Few people have seen her rage and power. I am one of them, but you probably won't believe my story. I hardly believe it, seeing how docile she is on normal days. But I knew her in extraordinary times.
I'm still puzzled by how she taps her fingers on a table without making a sound. And I remember seeing her hands clench into fists while the rest of her body remained passive and loose. At other times, she picked up objects as if they were weapons, testing their weight and balance. Ordinary items too, forks and pens, staplers and water bottles. Armed in any office environment.
It's unsettling to think about because in every other way, she's non-threatening. Few people have seen her rage and power. I am one of them, but you probably won't believe my story. I hardly believe it, seeing how docile she is on normal days. But I knew her in extraordinary times.