My Favorite Re-Enactor
There was something special about Katie. She was impersonating an 18th century woman on the Ohio frontier. I fastened on her emerald green eyes, whose pupils were surrounded by yellow/orange coronas —- irregular in shape like solar flares. In our brief encounter her range of facial expression astonished me. She could switch from beautiful and charming (above) to evil wench (below) in intervals of split-seconds.
