Thousand Cranes - pg. 109

The shadow of the maple leaves, layer upon layer, fell on Fukimoto's hair.
Her head and her long throat were in the light of the window, and her arms, below the short sleeves of a dress she was apparently wearing for the first time, were white with a touch of green. Although she was not plump, there was a round fullness in the shoulders, and a roundness too in the arms.