She wanted him to go to bed. Vic smiled at her. “I’m memorizing the editorial page poem for today. ‘Employees serve the public and They have to keep their place. But being humble in this world Is never a disgrace. And many times I ask myself—’ ” “Oh, stop it!” Melinda said. “It’s by your friend Reginald Dunlap. You said he wasn’t a bad poet, remember?” “I’m not in the mood for poetry.” “Reggie wasn’t either when he wrote this.”
