A Day at the Brownstone
The Justice Society of America brownstone is a large, well kept brownstone in the heart of Manhattan. It's caretaker, Abagail "Ma" Hunkel, had decided to live here as the caretaker, happily serving the organization she had been a member of so many years ago. As she has aged, she has seen heroes come and go, heroes die and be reborn, and things go from normal to chaotic in a half second.
But Ma Hunkel didn't once shirk on her responsibilities. She was a Riveter in the darkest days of World War II, lived through the lambasting of senators questioning the Societies patriotism (Ma could proudly say she never backed down from Joe McCarthy). ma had even seen the day when her beloved granddaughter Maxine had found her place on the same team she had been on all those years ago.
But Ma Hunkel was still getting older. her bones were brittle with age, and she ached at times. So, when the doorbell rang to the brownstone entrance, Ma was having an episode with her right knee flaring up in pain.
So she called to a hero that she knew was there, just in the next room.
"Billy, dear, could you get the door? Our guests have arrived."
But Ma Hunkel didn't once shirk on her responsibilities. She was a Riveter in the darkest days of World War II, lived through the lambasting of senators questioning the Societies patriotism (Ma could proudly say she never backed down from Joe McCarthy). ma had even seen the day when her beloved granddaughter Maxine had found her place on the same team she had been on all those years ago.
But Ma Hunkel was still getting older. her bones were brittle with age, and she ached at times. So, when the doorbell rang to the brownstone entrance, Ma was having an episode with her right knee flaring up in pain.
So she called to a hero that she knew was there, just in the next room.
"Billy, dear, could you get the door? Our guests have arrived."