“Thanks so much for letting me join you this morning, Rose. I hated missing our monthly dinner last night.” It had become the one true fixture on Clarissa’s social calendar.
Since she’d come back early from Camp David, they were making up for the missed dinner with a Saturday breakfast.
Senator Ramson had been called away, which was only a trivial inconvenience. It wasn’t often she and Rose found time for just the two of them. In the luxury of the Presidential Suite’s living room, with its fine view of the Lower Senate Park near the Capitol Building, it was definitely a pleasure.
“The Southern governors were not to be denied.”
“Nor luxuriating at Camp David,” Rose offered a wink.
“It’s less fun than you’d think.”
“Just try me. I could dine out for a month on the status alone.” In add
