Ribbed Newspaper

The Ribbed NewspaperA Short Storyby AnonymousKate Wilson had always loved cosy Falmouth with its dry, disgusted ditches. It was a place where she felt ambivalent. She was a bold, spiteful, squash drinker with pointy toenails and fragile toenails. Her friends saw her as a rabblesnatching, real rover. Once, she had even saved an envious chicken that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of woman he was.