Many know the story of Little Red Riding Hood, but the horror of what happened after the story ends.... Well, that has been a well guarded secret. Until now.
First allow me to set the record straight on some of the "facts" of the original story.
The child known as Little Red Riding Hood was not actually a child at all. Actually she had been a young woman by the name of Anna. Her story had simply been changed through exaggeration and time, and eventually became the classic fairy tale told today.
Her Grandmother had actually been her Mother. A Beautiful but old fashioned woman named Greta. Now according to the more popular versions of the story, she had been swallowed by "The Wolf" and the woodsman had cut her out of it's stomach. An obvious exaggeration. Actually she HAD been attacked by the beast, but it had severly bitten and clawed her but had NOT eaten her.
Anna was a recently married woman living in the city some miles away. In fact, Th
Bill ground his teeth together, feeling the subtle soreness in the back of his jaw. He’d developed something of a gentle seething hatred for people with perfect smiles, people who’d never had to sacrifice years worth of medical and dental insurance to keep a roof over their children’s heads – those people who could plunk down for any procedure they wanted, when they wanted, exactly how they wanted it done and didn’t have to put up with some cut-rate doc-in-a-box just out of school who didn’t know how to get someone properly numb. He’d taken his last procedure like a man, of course – too proud to show pain, but he’d never followed up on any other work after that. He’d just put up with the soreness on one side of his mouth when he chewed rather than risk being tortured again by incompetents. Of course, after today, it’d likely be impossible for him to find any dentist, let alone a goo