She studied his face. His eyes were slightly watery, a little bloodshot, with a touch of kindness. His cheeks were filled out like those of a chewing hamster, making his eyes look small. His nose had a bump in the center of the bridge, and his nostrils flared out toward the bottom. He was mostly bald, with a ring of black hair around his skull, and a few hairs left on top of his head in the front. His ears seemed too big for his face and were flipped forward at a thirty degree angle, as though he was trying to hear more than he could, permanently. There were fuzzy black hairs on the tips of his earlobes and the back of his shoulders. His massive upper arms were dangling, thick and immovable, from his sides, like fifteen pound Bavarian sausages, hanging from a hook at a butcher’s shop.