Mrs. Wilson Wanders Off

The only thing that set Mrs. Wilson apart was her red hair. People said it must have been a result of so much carotine that, inexplicably, she left home – her husband, children, favorite spoons, and sewing things.

Mrs. Wilson didn't know why she was summoned all of a sudden to attend ''The Annual," but she found herself there, in a clearing in a dark forest, in the company of ballet people, a judge, a plate-tossing terrier, and troubador frog with a crystal atomizer hung about his thick green neck. It was a glittering affair, but if you were to ask Mrs. Wilson what her adventure that night really signified, it is doubtful she could say. Yet she had discovered, for one surprising moment, the possibilities of a lifetime.