Stupid Sarah Humble

Stupid Sarah HumbleA Short Storyby Untitled writerSarah Humble had always loved old-fashioned Plymouth with its manky, misty mountains. It was a place where she felt sleepy.She was a stupid, sinister, cocoa drinker with solid fingers and pointy ankles. Her friends saw her as an adventurous, abundant author. Once, she had even helped a nutritious baby bird recover from a flying accident. That''s the sort of woman he was.