The Crowd
Gloria's study is in the front of the house, facing the street, and sometimes at night she forgets that the blinds are open and sits in, um, "dressarray." In other words, she'll have her nightie on."I've been wanting to speak to a large group of people lately, so thanks for sitting there in a baby doll," I said. "Let me just quickly review my notes."
"Oh, good grief," she said. "It's a cul-de-sac. There's no one out there."
"Well, let's see," I said, walking over to the window and looking out. "There are four guys in tents...two more cars are pulling up...looks like a crowd is gathering...one guy is offering valet parking...there's a guy with a sign...hold on, he might be protesting."
"You can go now," she said.
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