Inktober Day 12, Whale
Webster's Collegiate 5th Pg 1144
She was in her finest and had gone out for a night on the town. Hildie was excited to spoil herself. It had been so many years. Well, those awful welterweight young people, who thought they were hot stuff, weren't anout to allow her to enjoy the bsnd in peace. They began to chide her, and one little wen h came right up into her face as though she were not even human and called her a whale and suggested she move west, and way from the hip crowd, for certainly if she were to dance, she might cause the dance floor to splinter and ruin the fun for all. Hildie was so angry inside, she worried she might turn into a werewolf. She did not touch that welp of a youngin...but suddenly she collapsed to the floor. Hildie suspected the silly thing had had far too much to drink, but of course the crowd turned on her and accused her of bewitching her or hitting her. Funny how the strong, silent, and bullied one suddenly finds herself being questioned as an abuser while the manipulative one flails and weeps, using her sweet, innocent facade to create trouble. When will mobs ever learn. .