Affairs of Steak
““Thanks for coming, Ollie.” His salt-and-pepper hair seemed to be growing whiter and thinner by the day. “Close the door,” he said, then gestured for me to take the open seat next to Sargeant, who watched me with disdain.
Paul began. “I’ve spoken with the First Lady—”
But Sargeant interrupted to fill me in. “Paul says we can’t have Secretary of State Quinones’s birthday party at Lexington Place for obvious reasons. In fact, we’re not even supposed to breathe a word about Lexington Place ever be...ing considered or anything about our visit there today. The White House is stepping away from all this until everything can be sorted out.”
Eyes tight, Paul folded his hands atop the papers on his desk. He was a more patient person than I. Thank goodness. When Sargeant sat back, pleased with himself, I exchanged a look with our chief usher. He had been through a lot over the past few years, but today he looked worn out and older than he should. “That about sums it up,”MoreLess
Paul began. “I’ve spoken with the First Lady—”
But Sargeant interrupted to fill me in. “Paul says we can’t have Secretary of State Quinones’s birthday party at Lexington Place for obvious reasons. In fact, we’re not even supposed to breathe a word about Lexington Place ever be...ing considered or anything about our visit there today. The White House is stepping away from all this until everything can be sorted out.”
Eyes tight, Paul folded his hands atop the papers on his desk. He was a more patient person than I. Thank goodness. When Sargeant sat back, pleased with himself, I exchanged a look with our chief usher. He had been through a lot over the past few years, but today he looked worn out and older than he should. “That about sums it up,”MoreLess
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