Anna old woman

It was clear from her stare that she knew exactly what I had done. As I watched the old woman crouch down, I could see she was as ancient as the universe. Staring at her, I could see deep channels of time, etched into a wizened surface. When I saw her eating I could see her cracked lips furling around gums, where teeth once stood. She had rich indigo velvet, folded carefully to frame her face. After that I saw a young man running he ran up the street as I saw his keen eyes, alight with mischievous youth. It was clear from her stare that she knew exactly what I had done.