How did it happen? One night, she was the new girl who smoked too much. The next, everything she did hit his eyes with psychedelic tenderness. When he looked around the restaurant, with its antique light bulbs and pretentiously unpretentious paper tablecloths, the space around Jen was activated and different. When his eyes swept over the room and encountered Jen, the thrill was almost tactile, as if his fingers had brushed against an erogenous zone.
