From my novel A Western Capitol Hill:
She unloads on me like a gravel truck, Garrett thinks, wiping his forehead with his Italian silk wool scarf. He presses *7 and deletes her voice mail. My Lord! I’ve told her it may take three, four years, a bellwether change in the control of the legislature, a new wave of Democrats taking back both bodies, in order for anything to change. Christ, I’ve told her society may never be ready for ‘Billy’s Got Two Mommies’!”
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