Ruth
ambled into the food court and took a seat. She always liked eating
at the food court. It wasn't that it had particularly good
restaurants. It had the standard fare, really. Maybe the Johnny
Rockets was worth a mean now and again. Mostly what she liked were
the crowds and the tall ceilings. The tall ceilings were the best.
Those were the sorts of things you looked for when you were a
giantess.
The
word didn't quite fit her, if she was being honest with herself. Some
people insisted you were