“Elsie was gross. Her eyes were squished above cheek bubbles of fat. Her chin rippled down her neck. She really didn’t have a waist except where her stomach bulged out below her chest. Her legs looked like two bed pillows with the ends stuffed in shoes. I knew everyone hated having Elsie in our room.”

“Elsie was gross. Her eyes were squished above cheek bubbles of fat. Her chin rippled down her neck. She really didn’t have a waist except where her stomach bulged out below her chest. Her legs looked like two bed pillows with the ends stuffed in shoes. I knew everyone hated having Elsie in our room.”

— Barthe DeClements