Yes, dear, I’ll have the Bud Lite
in the cobalt blue bottle, and, if
you don’t mind, a pack of cigarettes,
any kind will do.
Oh, Freddie, I don’t want you
smoking again. Look what it
did to your throat just before
you….
Please, Mary, I’m well aware. It’s
just that I’m….
I know, I know, Fred, you’re half
hysterical as am I at what our
thieving lying vain exhibitionist
son might do if he’s elected
by the even dumber folks
who follow him.
Did you know, Mary, our son didn’t
even know that Mein Kampf was
the German name for the famous
memoir?
Mind if I join you, Fred, with the
beer and the cigs. I’ve got a
bad bad feeling all the way up here.
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Ruth Z. Deming, a psychotherapist, has had her work published in lit mags including The Legendary, Literary Yard, Mad Swirl and Writing Disorder. She lives in Willow Grove, PA, a suburb of Philadelphia. She runs New Directions Support Group for people with depression, bipolar disorder and their loved ones. Her blog is http://www.ruthzdeming.blogspot.com/
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