The thrum and echo of laughter never late to his mind as he stepped up to speak. To think he had embarrassed himself previously, to a mass of constituents the week before came to the front of his memory to hold him responsible to be better informed this day. As he perused the crowd before him, the mix of fear and trepidation was always at the ready. He held onto the podium to steady himself and then began to speak. To his own amazement, his voice was calm and his facts were true. The crowd quieted, listening carefully, his reward.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #450
The Bag Lady 
A nice reward for him! ❤
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Good story Cheryl. Thanks for joining in this week.
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