Trouble with Ofwarren

Today in the hallway I turned a corner and bumped into Ofwarren. Her huge round plump stomach seemed to boast all by itself; as if Ofwarren needed the extra help... We were on the way to lunch so there were others walking in the hallway who made a low murmur that seemed to consume all around us. Ofwarren seemed smug and almost as if instinct, she was prepared to say something rude to me, as if to defend herself. She knows though, that I am above her, and quickly bowed her head as soon as she knew it was me and shut her mouth. A sense of power swept through my body as my posture straightened. If the handmaids aren’t careful they are going to get themselves punished by speaking out against us. Ofwaren has been overconfident lately because of her belly. That is no excuse, they need us, the handmaids wouldn’t know what to do without us. The handmaids get anxious sometimes, that is why we are here, to keep them in their place.