
Lollipop walked off in a huff. One thing she had learned in her short life was the difference between the pond swill found in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and Mother’s milk. the Face of Everyman resented her choice of words.

People had hung around all morning waiting for the Summer Solstice. Even the guy sent by Guinness who was there to gauge reaction of the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It seemed a nonevent by all counts. the Face of Everyman had forgotten to set his alarm. 7:57 was a tad early, Maybe next year he’d see it.