Louise was large, but not uncomfortably so. She wasn’t fat. She just a good farm- fed Midwestern girl who couldn’t resist sampling the meals she made for the kids. She lived in an apartment on the northeast side of the city with her husband Roger and their small furry dog with an epic under bite. The dog’s name was Queenie.
Every morning over coffee and eggs Roger and Louise worked the crossword together – both the Chicago Sun-Times and the New York Times. When they were done Roger kissed Louise long enough to make Queenie jealous. After the kiss – Roger went to his job fixing cars. Louise took Queenie for a walk long enough to take care of her business then Louise got dressed in her kitchen uniform and headed to the school.