Thursday Thirteen #9

1. He was tall, not too tall. Tall enough to have to duck through low doors. Tall enough to be asked to reach things down from high shelves.
2. His gut had the the soft padding of years of pleasant eating and to much time working at the web face rather than the coal face.
3. His hair was dark with a few blond strands and maybe the odd white one too. It varied in length from short to slightly too long.
4. Like his gut his face was soft. Once the skin had been tight, a little gaunt, now though it had a soft lived in quality.
5. His nose was in the middle of his face where it ought to be.
6. His eyes of indeterminate colour sat behind rimless glasses resting high on his nose. It hadn’t moved from its proper place.
7. His teeth were all there all his own originals. They looked well looked after like teeth that had taken a lot of abuse to get in the right place so he didn’t like the idea of losing any of them.
8. A dark shadow showed around his jaw. After shaving his face was free of the of it for a second or two but then it returned.
9. A little fine, dark hair peaked from the open neck of his shirt and from under the coughs of his shirt.
10. His hands were small, out of size with the rest of him. Too small to be pianist’s hands. They wern’t the hands of a man who did a hard days labouring. They were soft like his face and his gut. The only marks were a mess of paper cuts and a couple of chunks of scars on the finger tips of his left hand. If you looked really hard at his right hand you might find a saw spot from holding a pen but it had almost faded into history.
11. He kept his nails short and clean. The lengths uneven, cut with scissors but bitten off when one broke. They could have used a bit of work with a file but that just crossed too far over the line from personal hygiene into preening.
12. For a man with a soft gut his legs were surprisingly muscular. Maybe he walked places.
13. Like his hands his feet appeared small for his size. The shoes were clean and looked after. They needed to be as he inflicted a couple of miles on them every day.

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