Dwayne is standing at the back of the room. His sport coat is too narrow in the shoulders, and his tie is askew. Standing next to him is Marlene Preen, President of the McLennan County Republican Club. She wrings her hands and scans the crowd for signs of trouble. “I’m worried he’s going… Read More
They’ve been putting out yard signs for more than 12 hours, and it’s just after midnight on a Thursday. Bud’s driving, and Kerry is curled up in the passenger seat, trying to sleep. “He’s the one, right?” Bud asks again. Kerry moans plaintively. She tries to turn farther away from Bud, but her… Read More