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"Hello?" Wow, I sound pretty coherent for it being two o'clock in the morning. I expect to hear Josh telling me to get to work as fast as possible, but no one answers.
I made it to work
in the morning without further incidents. As usual, I beat Josh to work.
There's one thing you much understand about my boss, Josh Lyman is not a morning
person. He's barely coherent until he's had at least two cups of coffee.
I, on the other hand, am very punctual when I report to work. If I wasn't, I'd
miss the morning gossip report with my fellow assistants. So after I put
everything in order for the start of the day, I headed over to the
"Hey Bonnie, hi Ginger. How was your evening?"
I looked at them in shock. "Me too. Only mine was around two this morning."
"What's really strange," Margaret asked as she and Carol came into the bullpen.
My friends nodded.
Finally Cathy joined the group.
else get a strange hang-up last night?" she asked.
I looked at the
others. "This is starting to scare me."
confused until Margaret explained the situation. "Cathy, all of us
got the same phone call."
"Do you think
they are connected?" Cathy asked with a worried expression.
"Well, we do
work for some of the most powerful people in America," Carol pointed out.
I looked at my
watch. Senior staff was going to be back soon. We definitely don't
want to make too much of this until we know specifics. We don't want to
draw attention to something like this, especially since it seemed the shooting
was behind us.
there's not much we can do about it at this moment. Besides, senior staff
is going to be out of the meeting any second. I don't think we should say
anything until we have something concrete. Does everyone have lunch
free?" Five heads gave me an affirmative nod. "Good.
Let's meet in the cafeteria for lunch and we can talk some more. Until
then, everybody stay cool. We'll get to the bottom of this."
We shared a smile.
We were six women, as different as different can be, but we were a team.
Kindred spirits, if you will, the best of friends.
As I headed back
to Josh's office, I realized that my brave speech had been a pretty good act.
Truth be told I was absolutely terrified. I mean, some sicko has my phone
number and is intent on tormenting me, not to mention the five women who are
like family to me. Who would do such a thing? And why? Sure,
we work at the White House, but we're just assistants. We're not members
of the cabinet or even senior staff. I continued to ponder those questions
as I settled in at my desk.
Earth to Donna." a voice invades my thoughts.
My mind snaps back to the present. Josh is standing in front of my desk
with a somewhat amused expression on his face.
you thinking about?" he asks. "You looked like you were a
million miles away."
nothing. Did you need something before your nine o'clock with Senator
finish what you were working on." He heads for his office. He
turns around. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Uh, oh. Sweet Josh has made an appearance. My fear and worry almost
let me give in, but I had made a promise that we wouldn't say anything until we
knew for sure. "I know, Josh. It's nothing, I promise. Now get
out of here before you're late." "Okay, okay. I'm going,"
he grumbles as I shoo him out of the office. Boy, that was close.