She was a sad case.
Perhaps she'd outlived her time, for her sole remaining joy seemed to lie in criticising others.
Sometimes, she wrote letters to her neighbours detailing their faults: anonymously, naturally, but everyone in the community knew who'd sent them. If chided, she claimed she was "only joking", but no-one was fooled. Once, she'd have been a candidate for the ducking-stool; these days townsfolk just spoke about her behind her back.
She died alone, her body lying undiscovered for several days before anyone noticed.
Pity, really: she wasn't all bad, she just went off-colour towards her life's end.
Perhaps she'd outlived her time, for her sole remaining joy seemed to lie in criticising others.
Sometimes, she wrote letters to her neighbours detailing their faults: anonymously, naturally, but everyone in the community knew who'd sent them. If chided, she claimed she was "only joking", but no-one was fooled. Once, she'd have been a candidate for the ducking-stool; these days townsfolk just spoke about her behind her back.
She died alone, her body lying undiscovered for several days before anyone noticed.
Pity, really: she wasn't all bad, she just went off-colour towards her life's end.
