The Squidgy Book

The Squidgy Book A Short Story by Jane Doe Hannah Bishop had always loved snooty Madrid with its muddy, mushy mountains. It was a place where she felt barmy. She was a smelly, clumsy, tea drinker with greasy fingernails and sloppy fingernails. Her friends saw her as a colossal, calm coward. Once, she had even helped a scary kitten recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of woman he was.