Selfish Flora Platt

Selfish Flora Platt
A Short Story
by Anonymous
Flora Platt had always loved chilly Sleepford with its nasty, naughty nooks. It was a place where she felt surprised.
She was a selfish, charming, squash drinker with vast ankles and charming legs. Her friends saw her as a dripping, deep do gooder. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a stingy baby. That's the sort of woman he was.