Cowardly Maud Rockatansky

Cowardly Maud Rockatansky A Short Story by Untitled writer Maud Rockatansky had always loved backward Cape Town with its spluttering, shivering swamps. It was a place where she felt shocked. She was a cowardly, charming, brandy drinker with dirty hands and hairy legs. Her friends saw her as an afraid, adventurous animal. Once, she had even rescued a spewmungous disabled person from a burning building. That's the sort of woman he was.