Chip Woman, from THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD

Chip Woman She was everyone’s craving – a rectangular piece of deep-fried potato: a salt and vinegar one, one that made them glow. She was the too friendly – and the too trusting – type. Raised well she’d been. She lived up to her hype. One afternoon she delivered a book to an old woman, who had lots of ants as pets, who kept saying Hello and Thank You. She said she wouldn’t stay long but the ants had planned differently along. While the old woman was in the bathroom the ants cornered Chip Woman and ate her up quick. When the old woman returned smelling of perfume they swore to her, and she believed them, that Chip Woman had to split to buy a bathing costume.