It was Phil who saw it first. Miss K licking the back of her hand, eyes half-closed and her long legs crossed. It was like a meditation. Phil felt how his eyes widened at the weird sight. And then she noticed him. She looked at him with a deadly stare with her luminous green eyes. Her hand still flexed and raised to her chin. There was no smile on her face that spoke of how annoyed she was. Phil gave her a small wave across the glass door out of impulse and gave a nervous smile to indicate that he meant no harm. But when she kept on staring at him with those gleaming eyes Phil backed off. As he turned, in a corner of his eye, he saw Miss K put her hand down and turn back to the computer screen.
Miss K was the newest recruit in the office. A stylish young lady who was at least 5’10” with strikingly green, almond-shaped eyes. She had silky, jet black hair straight like sunbeams. The very day she joined the staff there wasn’t a single person who didn’t notice her peculiarities including how aloof and snobbish she was.
On her first day, many ladies including Mrs. Joan calculated the cost of her outfit which was complete with a black leather skirt and a jacket, black ankle boots, and an expensive-looking handbag. She clearly could be a model than a journalist. Her walk complemented that possibility. Her walk suited more for the ramp than the coarse, gray carpet of the office floor.
Miss K often dozed off in meetings and she didn’t care when someone nudged her awake. She showed no sign of embarrassment and just yawned and straightened in the chair and looked at the boss speaking, with her sleep-smeared eyes. But when she was so alert when she worked on her articles, penning down the facts she found regarding an interesting incident. She spent too much time grooming herself in the bathroom but nobody noticed how deliberately she avoided water. Strange as it is but she ever looked fresh and ready.
Miss K lived in her modern apartment in the heart of the city. She loved that apartment because it faced the sea and she could relax and sunbathe on the rear balcony watching the seagulls, without being noticed. Most of her home time was spent on this balcony. As much as she hated water she enjoyed watching the sea waves roll in the distance and dozing off on the beachbed she had somehow crammed into the balcony.
Miss K had a passion for Yoga. Sometimes she practiced yoga poses on the living room rug. Her body was so flexible that she could bend in any sophisticated pose effortlessly. It was a pity that no one was around to see how she transformed from one pose to another as she had no bones. Sometimes she stayed in one pose for an extended time her eyes closed.
Phill was so fascinated by Miss K’s looks and manner and wanted to make friends with her. But every time he approached her, she would ignore him as if he never existed or just leave the place without the slightest acknowledgment. It was in one such encounter that Phil saw the odd behavior. But he was not ready to give up. Instead, Phil wanted to meet her in person and talk to her. To get to know her. It was not difficult to find her address from the office. Then, one random evening after debating with himself over whether to make the move or not he finally bought a bouquet of pink carnations and a small crystal ornament as a gift, Phil went to see Miss K at her apartment. He rang the bell and waited for a full minute before attempting a second time. As his hand reached the doorbell, the door opened and a fat orange tabby left the apartment without heeding Phil’s presence at the door. As the tabby left the place, Miss K’s poker face appeared.
Phil was invited inside. After exchanging greetings she eagerly accepted the flowers and the small gift bag to Phil’s delight. As the greeting extended to a casual conversation on Miss K’s comfortable sofa, Phil couldn’t help but notice how interested Miss K was in the gift bag so he invited her to open it. The words only had the chance to escape his mouth. Miss K hurriedly opened it up and tore away all the wrapping like crazy and kept the small crystal ornament of a winged angel on the coffee table. Phil was shocked but pleased at her enthusiasm for the gift. They talked over a cup of coffee prepared by Miss K which was not ideal. But throughout the conversation, Phil noticed how her eyes were fixed on the crystal angel on the table. And then, without a warning, she reached and pushed the angel off the coffee table.
What happened next? Who was she?