Sissies Make the World Go Round
"Hank," yelled Rhonda King. Her husband did not answer. "Hank," she screamed once more."Huh," the fifty-something dark-skinned man replied as he looked away from the 60-inch TV tuned into ESPN."I'm heading out to the salon. I'm picking up groceries after. Do you need anything special?""No, I'm good," answered the general practice attorney."What about some chocolate almond ice cream," inquired the fifth grade English and Spelling teacher."That'll be good.""Okay," she noted it on her list. "Would...