Wellies

They should have wellies.

Wellies are sometimes necessary.

My dad used to read me Paddington Bear books complete with a funny little bear voice. He’d even bought me a stuffed Paddington and red Wellies just like Paddington Bear’s. I wore them everywhere.

“Are you making fun of my boots?” She was flirting now, or at least trying to flirt. Her friends back home said her technique was so subtle, boys could never tell if she was flirting or not. / “Far be it from me to insult a lady’s Wellies,” Pather replied sarcastically.

Flora pulled on a pair of her favorite jeans, choosing a long-sleeve, pink-hearted shirt over the black turtleneck she really wanted to wear. Wrapping a yellow scarf around her neck, she stepped into her Wellies.