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Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Washington National Airport. Please gather all of your belonging and watch your step as you exit. Have a good day in Washington, D.C!

I gathered all of my stuff and exited. Home sweet home.

I was suddenly blinded by memories. Memories of home.

Some from when Mel, Jamie, and I had to push the car because my dad was too stubborn to get gas at the gas station twenty miles back since it was too dirty. Some from prom – I went alone of course – and from graduation in high school. Some of just Mel, Jamie, and I having fun.

I hadn't realized that I'd stopped walking completely until my phone rang in my purse. I answered it.

"Hello?" I said.

Hey Wanda! Are you here yet? Melanie squealed.

"Just got here, Mel. I'll get a rental car and I'll be there in an hour." I said. But of course, I knew that wouldn't happen.

Nonsense! I'll get the limo to pick you up! Mel said. I groaned.

Did I forget to mention that she's married to the president? I don't mean the president of a hedge fund company. I mean the actual president. The big dog, the man on top. Yes, my sister was married to President Howe.

Jared, Mel, and I went to high school together. She had a super huge crush on him since the day we met - had one on him myself, but that didn't last long – and they hit it off. Turns out he liked her too. A lot.

We went to Harvard together, not daring to go to separate colleges. One day, Jared said he wanted to run for president. Mel and I laughed, but when we saw he was serious, we immediately shut up. We questioned him on why he wanted to become president, and he said it was just a feeling in his gut. We said it would never work out, but somehow in this crazy messed up world it did.

"But – " I tried to say but was interrupted by Mel.

Shush. It'll be there in ten minutes. See ya! Mel said and hung up. I sighed.

I walked outside and sat on an empty bench far away from other people. It felt nice to be isolated. That didn't last long, though.

I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to see a tall man, probably six feet, with black inky hair and dazzling blue eyes. He was smiling. Perfect pearly whites were showing.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked. His voice was so smooth. Must be one of those rich lawyers around here, I thought.

"No, not at all," I replied. I moved my stuff and he sat down.

"I'm Ian O'Shea by the way," he said while sticking his hand out. "And you are?"

I took his hand. "Wanda Stryder."

I saw the limo pull up. I groaned. People were already staring at it.

"My ride is here. Bye!" I said while pushing through the crowd to get to it. Walter was there to open the door of course.

"Good morning, Miss Wanda," he said while tipping his hat. I smiled.

"Good morning, Walter," I said while curtseying. He chuckled and I climbed in the car.

The ride was pretty short. Walter and I chatted a little. We talked about his wife, Gladys, my trip to Arizona that I just came back from, and other miscellaneous things that popped into our heads. We pulled up in the huge driveway. Melanie was already waiting there.

"Wanda!" Mel said while opening the car door for me and pulling me out. She hugged me.

"Hey Mel! How's Jamie doing?" I asked. Jamie had recently gotten an internship at a computer company. Boy, did he love technology.

"He called me before I came out here. He said he's fine and to say hi to you."

"Let's get inside." I said. The sun was already beating down on us, even though we were standing there for five minutes. She agreed and we walked in.

We passed by Trudy, Heidi, and Lily on our way to the oval office. They were also one of my friends that I'd made here. They smiled and waved and I returned the gesture.

We finally got there. The door was closed so he probably didn't know we were here. Mel opened it. Jared sat there, leaning forward and resting his head on his hand while filling out paperwork.

"Jared Howe, you better give me a hug" I said loudly. He looked up and gasped. I'm so glad Mel didn't tell him I was coming. He got up quickly and rushed over to me. He hugged me in one of his bone – crushing hugs.

"Jared… Can't… Breathe…" I croaked. He immediately loosened up.

"It's so good to see you, Wanda!" he crowed.

"How's life?" I asked.

"I have to fill out paperwork, I can't go outside anymore, and I have Congress breathing down my back. How are you doing?" he said with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Nothing as exciting as that, but I did get a job as a teacher at Georgetown." I said.

"That's great Wanda! We should – "

"Excuse me, Mr. President?" his assistant Brandt said while peering in to the room. Jared narrowed his eyes at him.

"What?" he asked, clearly annoyed.

"Umm… Mr. O'Shea is here to see you," Brandt stammered and looked at the ground. O'Shea… why does that sound familiar?

"Oh," Jared's tone got chirpy again. "Send him in please."

Brandt ran off to get this Mr. O'Shea. My mind was wrapped around why his name sounded so familiar. Just then, a very, very familiar man walked in.

Black hair, tall, and those sparkling sapphire eyes. My eyes widened in shock.

He saw me and his own eyes widened. Then he smiled. Crest – approved teeth were showing.

"Why hello there, Wanda," he said.

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