First assignment, Ben's political introduction. As I turned around entering the voting precinct, I knew I had been followed. Somehow, he had quick stepped his grandmother and was right on my heels. The disguise wasn't complete for he still had the gait of a young Frankenstein. All is on the surface if you happen to be two.
As I filled out my paperwork to vote, the silver haired ladies focused. He was an immediate darling of the group. The first lady at the end of the table wanted to talk to him. He raced over to her and grabbed the drink sitting on her table and finished it. So much for that conversation.
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