Friday is Random

Did I ever tell you about Edna, the snake lady? I was younger when I knew her. She was not young then. Her hair'd been gray for decades. She kept it short, short: tight curls against the sculptural curves of her head. Her hair was short and her skin was thin. Even though it sounds impossible, sometimes, when you looked at Edna, and the light was right, you could see her skull.

Which was weird, for she was so determinedly alive. Some people, you say they're energetic because they move a lot or...