She was so much fun. The writer was already done by the time I got to Ms. Franklin's granddaughter's home on election day. I walked in and she immediately assumed I was the writer's husband.
"No," she said. "He does look like my husband, though."
"Oh, I thought you said he was," Ms. Franklin said. "Maybe you just want him to be."
... so maybe it was a tad awkward, but she got a good laugh out of it, and I gotta admit, I thought it was pretty funny, too. Ahhh, good moments in history.
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