Flattery (1)

"Mr. Vincent, does this snowman look like you?" Emily pointed at the snowman that she had built with a few guards.

The snowman had a hat on his round head. His eyes were two black grapes and his nose was a carrot. Emily even drew big red lips for it with lipstick.

"No, I don't think so." Vincent sat there, his eyes were dark against the snow. He looked over with a smile in his eyes.

"Look. Its eyes are as black as yours, its nose is as straight as yours, and its mouth is as red as yours." Emily caressed the snowman and turned to touch Vincent's face. When her fingers slid to his thin lips, she gently twirled them with her fingers. The remaining lipstick on her hand was all on his lips.

Vincent grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and sat down. Only then did they look up at the snowman that was as tall as a man.

There was a small sign hanging in front of the snowman. Emily wrote down 'Mrs. Sare is here' personally.