July 23, 2016
His promises? To end crime. To tell no lies. To provide fast relief, like a pack of Rolaids.
He emerged to the sound of swelling strings: two thumbs up. A closed-mouth smile, an open-mouthed smile, eyebrows wagging, voicelessly mouthing the words thank you—so much worse when not spoken aloud, somehow, less of a thank you than an I know.