"Like the storm?"
"Exactly." Paul got up from the table and spoke now in great seriousness. "Mr. Conant, how many votes do we have for Stormy?"
"Twenty-two, Paul."
"All those in favor of Stormy please say Aye."
The Ayes were loud and clear.
Maureen heaved a great sigh. "Oh, Paul, now we can fill in the announcements."
