"Oy, Madeline!" Ivan hailed her. "You about done? I'm sweltering." Ivan pulled at his starched collar and tight necktie with a finger, trying to get some air. "I don't think there's all that many who saw and Mr. Smith is asleep."
__________________  Ivan Callistus: Optimistic Oblivious Obliviator  If only all mistakes could be obliviated... |