Morning spread across the prairie warm and clear, as clear as Radio Free Montana, which trotted out some Loretta Lynn as Williams ladled beans onto the kids’ paper plates and Sammy prepared the school bus and Sheila bounced back and forth between the two helping as best she could.
They say to have her hair done Liz flies all the way to France / And Jackie’s seen in a discothèque doin’ a brand-new dance / And the White House social season should be glitterin’ an’ gay ...
And then they were off, the children in the bus and the bus moving at a crawl, while Williams, on foot, took point with his rifle and Sheila followed close behind and Peter and Samantha brought up the rear.
But here in Topeka the rain is a fallin’ / The faucet is a drippin’ and the kids are a bawlin’ / One of ‘ems a todd
