Abigail had no idea about the effect she had on people, obviously. It’s a blessing of having seen yourself in every movie, magazine, song lyric. It’s the assuredness that if you have something to say, others will listen. If you walk into the room, someone’s head will turn. When you talk, they lean forward like a plant to the sun, hoping to know exactly how warm the light of your attention will feel. This is by design, too, but it doesn’t work for her if she knows that. {read}