Manhattan Miracle
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Everyone laughed.
Sally continued. "As for what the other parties will do, I don't know, but I hope they cringe in their wingtips."
More laughter.
Lindy chipped in. "If we're successful, we'll need plenty more women and men—hundreds, perhaps thousands of staff members and volunteers."
Sally added. "As for getting the word out, each of you has a sphere of expertise, which if you join us, will help to get the word out. Who wants in?"
Brenda snickered. "Try and keep me out!"
"Me too," Kelly agreed, "I'm definitely in."
Carla raised her hand. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Count me in."
Jennifer pursed her lips. "I'm in as long as hubby doesn't have a fit."
"Fantastic. Brenda will pass out information sheets for you to fill out."
Brenda quickly passed sheets to the members.
"Thank you Brenda. Now, Kelly asked if we weren't going to need money. Yes, we will need money—tons of it. Lindy and I have opened a checking account for $40,000, which is everything we can spare. We would like each of you to donate—if you can—what you can.
"Kelly, your husband is rich, and together you have many wealthy contacts. That's why we're naming you our Treasurer and Chairwoman for fundraising."
Kelly grinned. "I was hoping you'd ask me. I already do fundraising for many charities and believe me, I have connections." She laughed. "In fact, as a charter member of SAFE, my husband has agreed to make SAFE's first donation—the sum of $100,000."
All mouths dropped open with accompanying gasps.
"I don't—"
Lindy held up her hand. "Please Jennifer. This is what Sally and I want. Ten hours of charity a week is enough, from what Sally says you have a family. You have bills to pay and mouths to feed."
Jennifer smiled. "I'm used to long hours. I'll keep track of my hours, but I'll only report them if I need money."
"And that leaves Brenda. Sweetie, you will continue your normal job on my staff, but, in addition, we want you to be our public relations person. You will arrange for getting one or both of us TV guest spots, magazine interviews, town hall meetings, etc."
Lindy added. "We'll also need you to work closely with Kelly on fundraisers."
Brenda took a deep breath. "I'm kind of inexperienced, but it sounds like fun. What about a website? We'll definitely need a website."
"Lindy has already made one. Tell them Lindy."
"Sure. Ladies our website is www.safe.gov. Sally's email is Sallyc@safe.gov and mine is Lindyr@safe.gov. You will all be given similar emails so let me know how you want your name displayed.
"How about social media and a blog?" Brenda added, "Those would really help to get the word out."
"I agree," said Sally, "Lindy and I discussed that, but it's out of our realm of expertise. Carla, could you set up and operate the blog? I can contribute an occasional piece, plus I'd like to have politicians contribute guest blogs."
"No problem, boss."
"Good and as for Twitter and so forth, can you get that going, Brenda?"
"I'd love to, but it could become a handful with all my other work."
Lindy leaned forward placing her arms on the table. "When it gets to be too much to handle, hire someone to monitor them, but make sure you keep an eye on what we're sending out."
~ * * ~
Sally and Lindy remained after the others and had another drink. "What do you think, Lindy?"
"I think they're great. Couldn't ask for better members to start. I am disappointed in you though."
Sally's eyebrows arched. Stiffening, she pointed at her chest. "Me? What for?"
"You started this whole women’s party thing because the Democratic Party wouldn’t support you to run for the U.S. Senate and now that you will have a party's support you’re not even running.”
"Didn't you hear what I said? They would super-PAC the hell out of me."
"Sweetheart, you are one of the smartest women I know. You are the perfect candidate, and your constituents love you. You should run against Winston and Mannogue for that senate seat. They are going to super-PAC all of us. We are a mortal threat to politics as they know it, so you may as well get used to it. I would like to see you be SAFE's first candidate for national office. That alone would give us national exposure that would take hundreds of thousands of advertising dollars to match."
"You make some good points. However, I figure I'll be buried getting SAFE up and running."
Lindy picked up and bit the end off a chip. “Nothing you could do here would advance our agenda, more than having a candidate for national office."
Sally swallowed the last of her not so frozen margarita. "Would you be my campaign manager?"
Lindy smiled. "If you'll have me."
Sally laughed. "When did you turn comedian? Let's go to my office. I want to compare the pros and cons."
List of Published Novels and Novellas
A Dangerous Game
Alice in Eroticland *
Angel Love *
April Showers *
Blind Date [2nd Edition]
By the Book
Dreams
Dumped [2nd Edition]
Duped
EEK! I'm a Woman
Felicity Jones
Felicity Jones – Rendezvous
Forbidden Passion
Fortune Cookie Magic
French Kiss [2nd Edition]
Fresh Cut Romance
Gender Wars– War on Women
Getting Naked at the Hilton
Groovin in Waikiki
Hollywood Witches
Lipstick Lesbos
Manhattan Miracle
Mysta Ree *
Naked Research
Obsession
Seducing a Geek
Sister Laurel & the Atheist
Sleeping with the Band *
The Bastard Preacher
& several shorter works
* Straight Erotica, no romance
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