The uncontested star of your Reception class, all smiles and infectious laughter. You still pause over her name in the register before skipping to Daniel Harrison. They said that some of the fractures were old, had healed. Were there times she held herself more carefully than usual? You watch her face nightly to no avail. And was there a form of words or tone of voice that could have unlocked her, like a jewellery box filled with spiders?