Edna…

(2007-Hairspray ONESHOT)

I really loved the character Edna in Hairspray so I thought I'd write this piece. As always reviews are welcomed

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The sound was familiar it filled the same house at the same day every day. The sound never failed to coax a smile out of Edna it exactly what to do and what to bring to grantee a full smile. Once the soothing sound laid the foundation the alluring smell came in to finish the job. Edna smiled as the smile wafted round her embracing her like the world's most tender hug. It was the one thing she knew she could depend on. It wasn't harsh or judging and it was always there whenever she needed or wanted it. Food had become her ally when all other sources of love and comfort had jumped ship.

The more hours Wilber worked in his shop the more hours she put in preparing a slap up meal with all the trimmings for him to come home to. At first he would eat the food just before it went cold then he had to microwave it then it got thrown out then Edna just ate it herself picking little bits off the plate as she waited for him to come home until the plate was empty. Even when she knew he wasn't going to be home for dinner she continued to pile what would be his plate high with chicken, stew, creamy potatoes or whatever the meal she'd cooked that night was. She told herself she understood when he didn't return home for dinner. She knew he was working hard to provide for the family. It wasn't his fault she knew he'd much rather be at home with her and Tracy but he had to work. It wasn't like she was home alone she had Tracy to keep her company.

Edna took pride in being a good mamma to her daughter. She kept her safe from the cruel taunting world that existed out with the familiar sounds, smells and activities of their home.

It was in the darkest moment of night or the brief second before she crammed the last of a freshly opened pack of biscuits that the darkest thought resided in her mind. The world was not an accepting place. If you were in anyway different from the so called acceptable standards then there was no place for you in the world. The only place you were permitted was a place barraged with scathing looks, comments and insults.

Edna knew the way the world would treat Tracy. What kind of mother would she be to crush her daughter's beautiful soul and passion by exposing her to the venom of the world? Then again, what kind of mother was she fuelling the reason her daughter was cruelly branded a social outcast by society?

It seemed food was both her friend and foe. She knew the world could never accept Tracy because she was a little bigger. She didn't want her to get hurt she just wanted to keep her safe with her always. Did a small almost sinister part of her continue to keep Tracy with her cooking her meals that she knew she loved because she couldn't stand the thought of her entering the world and leaving her behind? Edna wasn't nothing more than for her daughter to be happy but was it so wrong that she wanted to be the once to provide her with the happiness?

Edna told herself she was happy and when she had an 'off day' (which everyone had right?) it was nothing a few squares of chocolate couldn't fix. In some sad way she needed to believe this. She couldn't allow herself to consider the one thing that had always been there for her and would continue to be there for as long as she needed it could be the same thing that was at the route cause of the need for comfort she sought from the food.