EM-Drabbles – Twenty-Nine

Sara stopped walking to work along the main street.
They’d be there. Men. Blocking her path or following her, cat calling and wolf-whistles.
“Wow! Nice tits!”  
“I’ll give you a hand with those big…” pause for effect, “bags!” Laughter.
“Give us a smile, you’d look so pretty if you smiled.”
“You got a boyfriend?”
“What’s your number?”
Like they thought it their right and she should be flattered!
She daren’t shout back or tell them how she felt.
Diminished.
Objectified.
Furious.
Women had been attacked for that – even killed.
So Sara walked an extra mile to work to avoid them.

E.M. Swift-Hook

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