This is a girl.
I want to say she's more than just a girl. I want to say she's a princess, but then you'd get the wrong idea about her.
Why is it a Prince Among Men is all things good, noble, and strong, but a Princess Among Women is almost entirely opposite?
Kick-ass women should reclaim the princess title. Kathryn will be one of the first.
This girl has an arm.
It smells bad.
Until today, it had seen neither soap nor water for eight weeks.
It had not seen the sun, either.
There are few creatures that can survive eight weeks without sunlight. Those creatures probably smell bad, too.
For eight weeks, that arm could not write. It could not do art projects. It could not play at recess. The only thing it could do was suffocate koalas in the middle of the night.
That didn't really make up for the other things.
The arm had some rough times.
But those times are over now. The arm is free. And no matter what I said at the beginning, that arm smells like flowers.
Which is just sentimental crap. It really smells bad.