She is far too lovely for this.
She deserves more, better. More than a husband who hasn't any time to give her. Better than a speechwriter who serves at the pleasure of the...
Every day I walk into the Oval. He is behind his desk. I am quiet and withdrawn. He suspects nothing. He loves her too much. He would be lost without her. Funny, I never would have found myself without her.
She holds both our fates in her beautiful little hands.
But it is too much to ask to be naive forever. It can only last so long.
