Beauty in the Dark

By sunset, Asia had grown weary of the confinement of the higher floors of the house and returned to the living room to investigate the rehearsal we were having. She stood for a moment by the door, looking in. She didn't notice the first photo I took. By the second she was in full-presentation smile mode. And it is a great smile.
She worked her way silently across the room and taking advantage of the grown-up conversation to divert attention she circled the microphone closest to the ground. Her grandfather tried several times to shoo her and, momentarily, it worked. But not for long. Eventually, after grandad was onto her resistance she was sent to bed.