Princess
Had I been asleep, I would have been woken rather abruptly by the sound of high heels clomping down the pavement. The owner of the heels, a short, stumpy woman, is wearing a pink taffeta dress that accentuates her shortness. Human fashion always baffles me. In fact, it’s one of the things Clara and I bond over. Come evening, I regale her with all the various outfits I witness throughout the course of the day, much to her amusement.