The Way She Walked

You know what I miss most about Erica? Yes, you do. Or maybe you’re reading this on a watch and it doesn’t show titles, so… I miss her walk.

The way she lifted her cute little feet up… First the heel, then the front part. Then back down again, neither the heel nor the front part touching down first. Did I use ‘nor’ correctly?

And OMG when she stepped up a gutter. She seemed to get it just right every time.

Her arms would swing; not too much, not too little. Not all at the shoulders either, there was the perfect amount of elbow action with just a twist of the wrists. And oh my, the swivel around her central vertical axis was sublime. Nothing strutty mind you, but sinuous enough that it was clear she knew her way around the bedroom.