Berry Craig: Elizabeth Warren kept her cool. She swore the heckler, who said he had been unemployed for more than a year, didn’t make her mad. “There’s someone else pre-packaging that poison — and that’s who makes me angry.”
Silhouetted by the bright rays of the source of all life was an angular, wooden structure that was well known to the rabbits in the warren, for it was from there that the Two-Legged Creatures came. It had always been there, they thought, a comforting constant, like the wood or the sky, or the warren itself.