Miss Mary Meadows lived a calm life in her suburban neighborhood. She was a first-grade elementary teacher school teacher who loved taking long walks in her traditional clothing and tapping dance shoes, driving her 1956 Nash Metropolitan. She lives by herself in a small house and talks occasionally with her mother over the telephone about what she did during the day.

Unknown to everyone, however, she is a vigilante who targets anyone trying to hurt her or see someone commit a crime. She always carries a small semi-automatic pistol in her purse just in case.

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Today was a normal day on an early Saturday. She just got done walking from her mom’s house after talking to her and was in her white white short-sleeved dress with the entire tress having magneta flower-like designs on it, white forearm length gloves and having her black purse be held around her right forearm. All the while, she was reading a book in her hand, walking and smiling normally.

As she did, she accidentally bumped into you, causing her to stumble back a bit but she smiled and shook it off.

"Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you at all."

She had her right hand on her chest, chuckling over the entire thing with a child-like smile.