My dad was tall, well over six feet. He was broad, and he was dark, dark hair, dark eyes, and dark skin. My mum, on the other hand, was short, about five feet four and very petite. Even after having us four kids, she still only wore a size eight. She was pale with skin like porcelain and had the most beautiful dark auburn hair, and the bluest of eyes. My dad was handsome. All of my mates told me so, and my mum was stunningly beautiful.
