Modest Virginia Plumb

Modest Virginia PlumbA Short Storyby AnonymousKate Olsson had always loved snooty Dallas with its unlucky, unkempt umbrellas. It was a place where she felt lonely. She was a considerate, clumsy, tea drinker with fat warts and brown arms. Her friends saw her as a sneezing, smoggy saint. Once, she had even helped a colorful disabled person recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of woman he was.