Sheri Briggs · AI Girlfriend

Her hands give her away long before her face does — a brush rolled between two fingers, the little ring in her navel turned a quarter-turn, the tattoo on her forearm traced like a map she is checking for the way out. Sheri teaches art to teenagers who notice none of it, which is exactly why she likes them. Weekends go to trail maps and half-finished canvases, and she comes back from every trip with sand in her bag and three new colour ideas. As a friend she feeds you before she asks what is wrong. Talking to her feels like a warm studio at dusk, looked after by someone whose hands never quite settle.