by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
"Herb, a new day has dawned!"
"Then pull down the shades. I’m sleeping."
"If I had to wait for you to wake up to do anything, we’d still be at our wedding. Herb, the Congress is changing the reins of power and I think it’s time we did the same."
"The elections and our marriage. Wake me up when they’re both over."