The crowd was filling in as Services in the area got over. "Did you bring your returns? Not that I do those, but," she got up to orient on who was where and people standing around a video camera stirred as if an elephant was done mudbathing. "Don't get up," she was told. "Need something? I'll get it."
She sat back down. A judge position in a courtroom.
"Honey. Honey we need more neck pillows." The women watching a hidden monitor didn't notice their spouses leave.
One kid had a red ear, another a bloody nose. "He threw it at me."
"I was trying to get his attention." A man kicked the Nerf like a field goal kick. Put his hands on both boys shoulders. "I want you to apologize to each other."
"Well, I can't do a sitcom here."
"Why not?"
A tired sigh. "Look kid, it was nice meeting everyone, but," words lost to a straggling line of protestors debating what next to yell.
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