Agnevee Does It Again

Agnevee was particular and pertinacious. People avoided her on the street. She always had a cause, a candidate, a platform, a drive or a charity to talk up. Agnevee’s pertinacity was well-known. She would not budge from any position. It was laughable, silly, deemed crazy. Her own relatives gave her the wrong time so she would be an hour late. Agnevee’s neighbors cringed when they saw her come to her window. They got in their cars and drove off when they saw her through her front door. When she entered a store, utility company or post office, people scattered. Conversations quickly dissipated, ceased, and were not resumed upon Agnevee’s arrival. She had one friend, Bella, and she asked her about it. Bella was new in town, and had no idea what was happening. But the longer Bella and Agnevee were friends, the easier it was for Bella to see what the trouble is. If she said brown, Agnevee corrected her, and called it copper. If she said something nice about a candidate, Agnevee handed her pamphlets disparaging her. Her fervent opinions were so deeply rooted, that she soon was not welcome in Bella’s home either. So she wandered around, in her own nightmare, of her own making, waiting for the next newcomer to move to town.