CHILDREN OF GODS
“Oh, come on. It’s just fun. He makes fun of me, I make fun of him. It’s a perfect, never-ending circle and it’s all out of love.”
“Sure, it is,” James scoffed.
Staring out across the Mall from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, James said, “So this is where MLK stood, eh?”
“Yup,” she confirmed, pointing at the inscribed words from the “I Have A Dream” speech.
“I could never speak to that many people. I’d probably pass out or throw up.”
She laughed and pushed him. “It’s a good thing that no one wants to hear you speak, then.”