FINALE...MAKING OF A PRESIDENT...by b. Malin
Talk with George came easier than she thought it would. They went to their favorite Italian restaurant in Little Italy had some wine, and then Marcia cleared her throat..."George I'm going to get straight to the point, no more affairs...do you hear me?" He almost choked on the clams casino that they had ordered and were sharing. "Please, she went on, do not deny, but if you expect to join me after I'm elected President...this nonsense has got to stop. That's what I brought you hear to tell you...Did I make myself clear enough?" Now it was George's turn to clear his throat..."Marcia, please forgive me, I was a fool...I've always been so proud of you, of your accomplishments...sometimes I felt so inadequate next to you. I know that if your father hadn't pushed it, you would never have married me". He paused, she did not answer him..."Never the less, I only cheated once Marcia, I flirt, but that's it...I've always loved you, I never stopped...I want to be your "First Gentlemen" he said grinning and reaching for her hand. "Are we ready to order now?" he asked smiling softly at her. Suddenly she wanted this man, her husband, to make wild love to her. It has been a long time. "Come George, she smiled coyly, let's do take out"...and they did...and it was one hell of a night.
The next day, she called her father into her office. She had given him a small office off of hers, he had acted as her "press secretary" to the media. "Dad, please sit down, we need to talk. When I go to Washington, I will still want you near...but my decisions are mine to make. Do I make myself clear?" She did not wait for his answer. "I want to take Katie Lincoln Kennedy with me to be my press secretary. I know you don't like the name...your superstitious...Lincoln, Kennedy...but I like her, and think she'll do a good job for me. I'm grateful Dad, for all you've done"..."Marcia, your brains are what got you this far, I only paved the way...I didn't do such a bad job, did I?" "Oh Dad", she said as they both stood up, as she came around the desk to hug him."I know I pushed you to marry George, but it's been good, hasn't it?" "Yes, dad, it has," and as she said it, she realized that it was true. George would make a great "First Gentlemen."
Now she was President...and George and the boys stood by her side, her parents in the background, as she read her speech. The crowd went wild. They loved her. She felt so happy. Her press secretary Katie Lincoln Kennedy leaned over her shoulder and whispered something in her ear. Marcia turned away from the crowd to hear her. As she did she felt a piercing pain as she started to fall...she heard her mother screaming..."MARCIA'S been SHOT! Oh my god...they've killed her! They've killed the President!"
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