Unassuming Grace

Valerie was on the phone. She tilted her head slightly and lowered her eyes. The cuff of her right hand that was holding the phone curled up, revealing her delicate wrist, which was flawless and cold.

She stood at the corner of the passageway. There were not many people coming and going. Only a few people passed by occasionally.

When other people passed by her and were in the same frame as her, it