It’s her day off. Even though it’s nice and sunny outside, she decides to say indoors. And even though there’s nobody else in the house, she asks you to please shut the bedroom door behind you. There is this moment of silence, and then she lies down on the bed. She doesn’t say a word. She just looks at you with her big brown eyes that are like candy melting on a hot summer day. What does she want? “Look at the light” she says, “look at the shadows it makes on my back. You should take a picture.” And so I did.