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- Authors: Brit Benson
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Present Day
“GOOD MORNING .”
I force a grin that I’m certain no one believes as I push my way through
my father’s D.C. office space.
“Good morning, Ms. Harper,” one of the volunteers greets with mock
cheeriness.
I don’t acknowledge them.
Instead, I set my empty latte cup on the table in front of them and walk
past without a word. Everyone knows I hate being called Ms. Harper. That’s
why they do it. But honestly, I don’t blame them. Why should they be nice
to me? I’m horrible to them.
I breeze through the glass doors into the full conference room and
plaster on a more believable smile. It’s what’s expected, of course. I’m the
doting, supportive daughter. A Harper through and through. I don’t bother
surveying the room. It’s always the same faces. Instead, I zero in on my
father and bat my eyelashes in a shitty display of contrition.
“I’m so sorry I’m late,” I lie sweetly. “I was helping an elderly man
with his groceries.”
My father’s eye twitches. It’s the only sign on his grinning face that he’s
irritated, and I doubt anyone notices it but me. I saunter up to the head of
the table where he’s standing and take my seat to the left of him.
“Quite all right, Samantha,” he says smoothly. “Now we can get
started.”
After one last imperceptible glare in my direction, my father faces the
room with his megawatt, slimy politician smile. I still don’t understand how
it fools anyone, but I suppose that’s the power of carefully curated talking
points, bleached white teeth, and conservative Botox injections.
“Thank you so much for coming in early today, everyone.”
He claps his hands in front of his chest and makes intentional eye
contact with every person in the room. The excitement in his expression is
so convincing, even I almost believe it. I have to hand it to him. He’s a
brilliant actor. If career politicians could win Oscars, he’d give Hollywood a
run for its money. I have to actively fight to suppress my grimace.
“I have an announcement that I’m sure won’t surprise anyone”—
rehearsed chuckle, perfectly positioned pause for dramatic effect—“but
after discussing it with my family”—theatrical loving glance at me
—“we’ve decided that the time has finally arrived”—another dramatic
pause as the energy in the room pulses—“to make my presidential bid.”
The room erupts, and though I was expecting it, I still startle at the
noise. My smile is immediate. My applause doesn’t falter. I stand and
embrace my father in a Hallmark-worthy hug, then I sit back in my seat and
attempt to ignore the chorus of congratulations that fills the conference
room. I work to maintain my innocent smile. I keep it from reflecting the
way I actually feel.
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