Gloria thinks of her choice long and hard, wondering what inanimate object to turn into. She wants to be something ordinary. Something someone uses or sees every day.
She could be a feather duster for a maid. She could be a vase for putting pretty flowers in. She could be a pillow on the bed. She could be a rug on the floor. She could be a painting on the wall.
She could be so many things. What to choose?