A Fresh Start EpilogueChapter 10 Politics
The screaming woke Marilyn up. She looked around at the craziness and then looked over at me. “We won?” she asked. “We won,” I answered, smiling back at her. I pointed a finger towards our son, who had Megan in his arms off the floor and was twirling her around. He saw his aged and decrepit parents and dropped his wife down, and then sprang over to us. Marilyn was a trace faster getting to her feet, and he picked her up and gave her a big hug. “Sorry, Mom, but the Democrats lost!” he...