Smartystan

The rolling hills and lush greenery of the golf course had been blackened by the night. Sparse amounts of electricity highlighted the tuxedos and evening gowns. There existed a sense of accomplishment and achievement in the air. For the life work of the people who had not sacrificed but chose the gain over pain, this night remained for them. *Lobster consommé with shellfish tartare, lobster and Kalix bleak roe, Truffle-stuffed quail with parsley root, brussels sprouts and port wine gravy, lemon and fresh cheese mousse with sea-buckthorn sorbet adorned the tables. Wine spilled into chilled glasses. Applause arose. At the Mercier Country Club in Smartystan formerly Wilmington, Delaware. The mistress of ceremonies, Frida Wilkins, looked smart in a custom made gown that highlighted her dark features. Diamonds and pearls blanketed her dress. She stood tall and projected in sync with the microphone. She stood before the room of patrons and donors to the Dr. Marie Maynard Daly Prize organization. “We thank you for attending this gala to honor our laureates. Each of these individuals has demonstrated what it means to be an extraordinary citizen of this country-state.” More applause. “And it is my esteemed honor to have the Founders of Smartystan in this house, would you all please stand.” Dr. Strong, Dr. Frampton, Bellinda, and Go all rose to their feet. More applause. All of their significant others sat by them. Chanda stood next to Go, Dr. Frampton received support from Roger, Bellinda became bolstere by Timothy and Monica II seemed more human, more alive than some of the attendees as she remained in close proximity to Dr. Strong.