Someone told her about Happiness. Awe-stricken. Numbed. Psyched. Truth smashed into her face. She hoped for blindness in the dark. Numbers played cruelty on her mind. They were branded, tattooed.  Pouty lips contoured into two parallel arches. Words cutoff with giggles here and there. She tried to mask it. Pretended indifference. Turned her head towards the thick yellow smoke. Enigma, irony, and sarcasm were games she liked to play. Yes, she was smiling alright…