Prompt 55: Write a 150 word profile of someone named “Margaret Mallory”
She swept her brown curls off her shoulder with a huff. Usually she kept her unruly hair tied back but there wasn’t time this morning. Her naked lips were set in a hard line. No time for lip gloss either, not that Margaret would have thought to put any on. She flexed the hard muscles on her legs as she waited impatiently for passengers to load. The was the worst part about riding the city bus, stopping every five minutes. She was careful not to sigh too often, but it was difficult. Her green eyes stayed focused on the front of the bus, willing the driver to just leave the slow old lady behind. She was late! Her tennis-shoed toe started a rhythm on the hard floor. Late, late, late!