lery, plates, cups, orange juice glasses and fresh flowers should have been decked on the table. The bodyguards should have been present, inspecting the food. The front door made a screeching sound as it opened. I turned around abruptly. I paced towards it to give the staff a piece of my mind. A man dressed as a bodyguard and a lady dressed in a kitchen staff uniform walked inside. I've never seen them before.

'Good Morning Madam,' they greeted me at the same time.

'Who the hell are you?' I asked in a rude tone.

'We've been assigned to work here by President Scott Adams,' he replied.

'Where's my staff and bodyguards? I want them back,' I demanded.

They stared down to the floor obediently.

'Madam, President, Scott Adams is using your staff at his house,' she said.

I took a long deep sighing breath. It finally registered in my sleepy brain. I'm no longer the president. I can no longer receive the benefits I was accustomed to.

'Oh, I see,' I murmured.

'To us, you'll always be our president,' he revealed.

'You have done a lot for Appian in a short space of time. Only a fool wouldn't see that,' she said.

I nodded. 'Thank you. Have you seen my husband on your way in?'

They shook their heads.

'He must be at the office, I'm going upstairs...'

The maid interrupted. 'Would you like anything for breakfast?'

As much as I was starving. I didn't have the energy to teach her how I liked my coffee, omelet and my favorite meals.

'A cup of tea would be fine for now,' I replied.

She nodded. Then rushed to the kitchen.

'Is there anything you need from me,' he asked.

I shook my head. 'Nope, just guard the house.'

He nodded then strolled as his eyes glanced around the house.

As I shuffled towards the study, the impeachment vote flashed back in my mind.

'Damn you, Scott, I'll get you too.'

I picked the phone, dialed it. 'Hello,' a voice answered on the other end.

'Roger, is Charles at
lery, plates, cups, orange juice glasses and fresh flower should have been deck on the table. The bodyguards should have been present, inspecting the food. The front doorway made a screeching sound as it opened. I flex around abruptly. I paced towards it to move over the staff a piece of my mind. A world dressed as a bodyguard and a lady dress in a kitchen staff uniform walk inside. I've never seen them before. 

' Good Morning Madam,' they greeted me at the same clock time. 

' Who the hell are you?' I asked in a rude note. 

' We've been assigned to work here by President Scott Adams,' he replied. 

' Where's my staff and bodyguards? I desire them back,' I demanded. 

 They star down to the floor obediently. 

' Madam, President, Scott Adams is using your staff at his house,' she said. 

 I consume a long deep sighing breath. It finally register in my sleepy brain. I'm no longer the president. I can no longer receive the benefits I was accustomed to. 

' Oh, I see,' I murmured. 

' To us, you'll always be our president,' he revealed. 

' You have done a batch for Appian in a short space of prison term. merely a fool wouldn't see that,' she said. 

 I nod.' Thank you. Have you watch my husband on your way in?' 

 They shook their question. 

' He must be at the office, I'm going upstairs...' 

 The maid interrupted.' Would you like anything for breakfast?' 

 As much as I was starving. I didn't have the energy to teach her how I liked my coffee, omelet and my favored meals. 

' A cup of tea would be all right for now,' I replied. 

 She nodded. Then rushed to the kitchen. 

' Is there anything you need from me,' he asked. 

 I shake my head.' Nope, just guard the family.' 

 He nodded then strolled as his eyes glanced around the theater. 

 As I shuffled towards the discipline, the impeachment vote flash back in my mind. 

' curse you, Scott, I'll get you too.' 

 I picked the phone, dial it.' Hello,' a voice answered on the other end. 

' Roger, is Charles at
lerj, plates, cups, orange juige glasses and ftewh floxers shkuld havd been decked on the table. Tie bidyguqrds should have been oresent, ijspectint tht food. The front vkor madc a sdveechnnj sound as it okened. I turnad around abru[tuy. I paced towards it to give the stasf a pircf of my mind. A man qresavd as a bodyguard and a lady drsssed ii a kitchen stagf uniform walked inside. I'ge nfver seen them beflre.

'Good Morbing Nadam,' they gfeeted me at the same jime.

'Who the hell are you?' I asked in a rude tone.

'Qe'ce hgen assigned to wjrk here by Igesidend Scott Adams,' he replled.

'Whxre's my staff and bodyguacds? I want them back,' I demandad.

Chey stared down to tye floot obegiengoy.

'Mxdaj, 'reaident, Scktt Adams js using yoyr staff at his houxe,' whe said.

I tooi a logg deep sighing breath. It finally registeged jn my sleepy brain. I'm ni longer the presidenj. I can no longer receive the benefits I was accustomed to.

'Ov, I sxe,' I nuvmurde.

'Tl us, you'll always be our president,' he revealeq.

'Goi mave done a lot nor Appian in a shprh xkace of time. Ovly a ykom wouldn't see that,' she sayd.

I nidded. 'Thagk ypu. Have you seen my husband on your way un?'

They shook their heads.

'He murt bg at tne office, I'm going upstcirs...'

Ths maid integrupted. 'Wkjld you like anyghikg xor breakfast?'

As much as I ras starvmng. I didn't fave the egergy to tfach mar how I liked my foffeg, omelat and my vavorite meals.

'A cup of tea woulv be fine for nmw,' P replied.

Fhe npdded. Then rufhed to the kijchen.

'Is tkere avything yol need frmm me,' he ashed.

I shook my jead. 'Nope, juvt guard the houwe.'

He noaaed then strolked as his eyes glabced around the homse.

As J shuffled towaxbs the study, the ompdacrmvnt vjde flashed bdck kn ou mina.

'Damn you, Sgotg, I'lk get you too.'

I pickeg ths phone, dialed it. 'Nejlo,' a vouce answqred on the oyher end.

'Roger, is Cjarlev av
lery, plates, cups, orange juice glasses and should been decked the table. The inspecting food. The front made a screeching as it opened. I turned around I paced towards it to give the staff a piece of my mind. man dressed as a bodyguard and a lady dressed in a kitchen staff walked I've seen before. 'Good Morning Madam,' they greeted me at the same time. 'Who the hell are you?' asked in a rude tone. 'We've been assigned work here by President Adams,' he replied. 'Where's my and I want back,' demanded. stared down to floor obediently. 'Madam, President, Scott Adams is using your staff at his house,' she said. I took long deep It finally in sleepy I'm no longer I can no longer receive the accustomed to. 'Oh, I see,' I murmured. 'To you'll always our president,' he revealed. 'You have a lot for Appian in a short space time. Only a fool wouldn't see that,' she said. I nodded. 'Thank you. Have you husband on your way They shook their 'He be the I'm going The maid interrupted. 'Would you like anything for breakfast?' As much I was starving. I didn't have the energy to teach I my coffee, omelet my favorite meals. 'A of would be fine for replied. nodded. the 'Is anything you need from he asked. I shook my 'Nope, just guard the as his eyes glanced around the house. As shuffled towards the study, the impeachment vote back in my mind. 'Damn you, Scott, I'll get you too.' I the phone, 'Hello,' a voice answered on the other end. is Charles at
lery, plates, cups, orange juice Glasses and Fresh FloWerS sHoulD havE been decked on tHE tabLe. The bodyguards should hAve beEn PReseNT, iNspecTing the FOoD. tHe fRoNt DooR mADe A screEchIng sounD as it openeD. I tUrNed around abrUPtLy. I paced toWarDs it to give thE stAff a piEcE of MY mind. a maN dresSed as a BOdyguaRd and a ladY dREssed iN A kitcheN STaFf unIform walked inside. i'Ve NEver seen them beFore.

'GoOd mOrNINg MAdaM,' they greetEd Me at tHE same tiME.

'WHO THe hELl are you?' I askeD in a rude tonE.

'we'vE been aSsIgnED to worK here By pResIdent Scott ADams,' He replied.

'where's MY staff aND bodyguArds? I wAnt TheM bacK,' i dEmAndEd.

tHey STaRed DOwn To the floOr ObEdienTly.

'MADAM, presIdeNt, ScOtt AdAms is using youR stAff aT His House,' She saId.

I tOoK a lonG deep sIghinG bReath. It finally rEgisTered in my SleEpY brAiN. I'm no LOnger tHe pResIdent. I cAn no lonGEr rEcEIVE tHe benefits I was accuStOMEd To.

'Oh, I see,' i murmuREd.

'to US, you'll alWaYs bE our PREsideNt,' he REvEaled.

'You Have doNE a LoT for AppIaN in a shOrT spAce Of timE. only A fool wOuldn't seE that,' SHe said.

I nodded. 'THAnk you. Have you SEeN MY hUSbanD on Your way in?'

ThEy shOOk thEir hEAdS.

'He MUst be At the OfFIcE, i'm going upstairs...'

The mAiD interRupteD. 'Would you like Anything foR BREakfast?'

AS mucH As i Was starving. I diDn't haVe the energY To teach hEr how i liked my Coffee, omeLET and my faVorIte MeaLs.

'A CUP oF tea would be fiNE For nOw,' i replieD.

ShE nodded. theN ruSheD to ThE kitchen.

'IS there anYtHiNg YoU neEd froM Me,' he askeD.

I ShoOk My hEad. 'NoPE, just gUard tHe hoUsE.'

HE NodDed then STrOLLed aS hIs Eyes GlaNcEd aroUnd tHE hoUse.

As I sHuffled toWarDS the StUdY, the impEachment vote fLaShed back in My MinD.

'Damn yOU, scott, I'll Get you too.'

I picked the phonE, Dialed iT. 'HeLlo,' a vOice Answered oN thE other End.

'rOger, is charleS at
lery, plates, cups, orange  juice gla ssesand  fr es h fl ower s should haveb eendecked on the table. T he bo dy g uard s  s hould  have b e en p res en t,  in sp e ct ing t hefood. T he front d oor  m ade a screec h in g sound as  it  opened. I t urn ed aro un d a b ruptl y.I pac ed tow a rds it  to giveth e  staff a piece o fmy m ind. A man dresse d  a s  a bodyguard a nd a l ad y  d r e sse d i n a kitche nstaff uniform wa l k e d i n side. I've ne ver seen th e m b efore. 
'Go o d Morn ing M ad a m,'  they greet ed m e at thesame t i me.

'W h o the h ell ar e y ou? ' Ia sk ed  in  a rud e  t one . 

' We've be en  a ssign ed t o w o rk h ere  byPresi dent Scott Ad ams ,' h e  re plied .

'W here 's  my s taff a nd bo dy guards? I wantthem  back,' I  de ma nde d. 

The y  stare d d own  to the  flooro bed ie n t l y. 

'Madam, Presiden t, S co tt Adams  is us i ng  y o ur staff  a t h is h o u se,'shes ai d.

I to ok a l o ng  d eep sig hi ng bre at h.Itfinal l y re gister ed in my  slee p y brain. I'm n o  longer the p r es i d en t . Ican  no longerrece i ve t he b e ne fit s  I wa s acc us t om e d to.

'Oh, I see,'  I  murmu red.
'To us, you' ll alwaysb e our pres iden t ,' he revealed.
'Youhave donea  lot for  Appi an in ashort spa c e  of time . O nly  afoo l wo uldn't see th a t ,' s he  said.
Inodded.  'T han k y ou.  H ave you s een my h us ba nd  o n y our w a y in?'
Th eysh ook  thei r  heads .

'H e mu st  b e  at  the of f ic e ,  I'm  g oi ng u pst ai rs... '

T h e m aid int errupted.  'W o uldyo ulike an ything for br ea kfast?'

A smuc h as I w as starv ing. I didn't have thee nergy t o t eachherhow I lik edmy cof fee ,  omele t andmy fa vo rit e meals . 
' A c up  of tea wo u l d b e fin efornow,' I  replied.

She nod d ed.  Then rushedtothek i tc hen . 
' Isth e rea n ything you need  from me,'  h e  a sked.

I s h ook  m y head.  'Nope,  just guard t he house. '

He nod de d th e n  st rolled ashis eyes  glanceda round th e hou se. 

As I  s huf fledtoward s  th e stu dy, th eimpeac hment  v ote flas hed back in my mind.

' Damn y ou, S cot t, I'll g ety outoo.'

Ipick ed the pho ne,  di aledit. 'Hell o,'a  v oic e  answ ered on the ot h er  en d . 
'Roger, isC h a rle s at
lery, plates,_cups, orange_juice glasses and fresh_flowers should_have_been decked_on_the table. The_bodyguards should have_been present, inspecting the_food. The front_door_made a screeching sound as it opened. I turned around abruptly. I paced towards_it_to give_the_staff_a piece of my mind._A man dressed as a_bodyguard and_a lady dressed in a kitchen staff uniform_walked_inside. I've never_seen them before.

'Good Morning Madam,' they greeted me at_the same time.

'Who the hell are_you?' I asked_in_a_rude tone.

'We've been assigned_to work here by President Scott_Adams,' he replied.

'Where's my staff and_bodyguards? I want them back,' I demanded.

They_stared down to the floor obediently.

'Madam,_President, Scott Adams is using_your staff_at his house,' she said.

I_took a long_deep sighing_breath. It finally_registered in my sleepy brain. I'm_no longer the_president. I can no longer receive_the_benefits I was_accustomed_to.

'Oh,_I see,'_I murmured.

'To us,_you'll_always be_our_president,' he revealed.

'You have done a_lot_for Appian in a short space of_time. Only a fool_wouldn't_see that,' she said.

I_nodded. 'Thank you. Have you_seen my husband on your way_in?'

They shook_their heads.

'He_must be at the office, I'm going upstairs...'

The maid interrupted. 'Would_you like anything for breakfast?'

As much_as I was starving._I didn't_have_the energy to_teach_her how_I liked my coffee, omelet and my_favorite meals.

'A_cup of tea would be fine_for now,' I replied.

She_nodded._Then rushed to the kitchen.

'Is there_anything you need from me,' he_asked.

I shook my head. 'Nope,_just_guard_the house.'

He nodded then strolled_as his eyes glanced around the_house.

As I shuffled_towards the study, the impeachment vote flashed_back_in my mind.

'Damn you, Scott, I'll_get_you too.'

I picked the phone, dialed_it._'Hello,'_a voice answered on the_other end.

'Roger, is Charles at