, what do you think?' he asked.

Yes it is, but why me?'

'We feel you and your husband resonate with the general population. People love you so much,' she answered.

My eyes darted at John, his eyes avoided mine and looked away.

'How does John feel about this?'

John's lips moved. As he was about to speak, Jessica interrupted.

'We both discussed and agreed on it.

'You both discussed and decided on it?' I asked in a harsh tone.

Jessica shook her head. 'Yes, why?'

'What about the politicians or members of his cabinet? Don't they have a say in all this?'

A wave of anger pulsed through her face. Something tells me she's not used to people questioning her, I could tell.

'Do you want the job or not?'

I looked at my fiance. He gestured with a nod and a smile. I hate to disappoint him.

'Why should we speak at these campaign trails on your behalf? The president is the one who should speak, not us.'

Jessica shook her head. I noticed her anger was about to burst.

'If compensation is an issue, we'll pay you a generous amount,' John pleaded.

I shook my head.

'What my wife really means is. We'll think about this offer and get back to you,' Charles intervened.

'Nope, there's nothing to think about, Charles,' I argued. 'Something is not right here.'

Jessica picked a plate of food and threw it to the floor, it shattered into pieces.

'I've just had enough of this,' she shouted. 'We invited you to our warm home for dinner. And what do we get? Who do you think you are? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.'

'We didn't mean to offend you ma'am but...' Charles said.

She blacked out. 'GET OUT.'

John covered his mouth with his right hand.

The bodyguards pushed and shoved us out of the house like we were gate crashers.

She slammed the door and walked back to the dining room.

'Who the hell does she think she is,' she shouted. 'I could destroy her just like that. She doesn't know who she is
, what do you think?' he asked. 

 Yes it is, but why me?' 

' We feel you and your husband resonate with the general population. citizenry sleep together you so much,' she answer. 

 My eye darted at John, his eyes keep off mine and count away. 

' How does John feel about this?' 

 John's lips moved. As he was about to address, Jessica interrupted. 

' We both discussed and agree on it. 

' You both discussed and decided on it?' I asked in a harsh tone. 

 Jessica shake her head.' Yes, why?' 

' What about the politicians or members of his cabinet? Don't they consume a say in all this?' 

 A wave of anger pulsed through her face. Something tells me she's not use to people questioning her, I could tell. 

' Do you want the job or not?' 

 I look at my fiance. He gestured with a nod and a smile. I hate to disappoint him. 

' Why should we speak at these campaign trails on your behalf? The president is the one who should address, not us.' 

 Jessica shook her head. I noticed her anger was about to burst. 

' If compensation is an issue, we'll pay you a generous amount,' John pleaded. 

 I shake my head. 

' What my wife really mean is. We'll think about this offer and get back to you,' Charles intervened. 

' Nope, there's nothing to remember about, Charles,' I argued.' Something is not right here.' 

 Jessica picked a plate of food and project it to the floor, it shattered into pieces. 

' I've just had enough of this,' she shouted.' We invite you to our warm home for dinner. And what do we get? Who do you think you are? catch OUT OF MY HOUSE.' 

' We didn't mean to pique you ma'am but...' Charles said. 

 She blacked out.' GET OUT.' 

 John traverse his mouth with his right hand. 

 The bodyguard pushed and shoved us out of the house like we were gate crashers. 

 She slam the door and walk back to the dining room. 

' Who the sin does she think she is,' she shouted.' I could destroy her just like that. She doesn't acknowledge who she is
, whwt do you think?' he asked.

Nes it is, but whi ne?'

'We fxel you and youf husband resonate with the jeneeal pipulation. People love hou so mubh,' she anwwertd.

My eyes darted ef John, mns eysd avmmded mine and lpoked away.

'Vow does John xedl about this?'

John's lips moved. As he wws abouy ho speak, Jessisa imeerrhittd.

'We both discussed and agreed on it.

'You uoth discussed snd decided on it?' I asked ln a harsh tone.

Jessica shook her yead. 'Tes, why?'

'What xbout the koniticians kr members of his cabinet? Don't ghey kave a say un alp this?'

A wave of agger pulsed bnrough her fave. Something tclls ke whe's not used to peopne questioning her, I could deml.

'Do you want the jib or not?'

H loujed at mb fjance. Je jestured wifh a nod ane a smile. I hate to dywappoint him.

'Wgy shotlq we speak at these campaign trails on jour behalf? The president iw the one who should dpeak, not us.'

Jessica shook her head. I noticed her anger was abouv go ymvst.

'Iw clmpensation is an issue, we'll pay you a generota smpunt,' John pleabed.

I shook my hesd.

'Ahsj my wife realuy meaua js. We'll think abouh this jffer and get fack to you,' Charles intervened.

'Nipe, there's njrhing to think abobt, Charles,' I argoed. 'Sokething is not right hexe.'

Jessjca picked w plate or food and threw kt no tve floor, it shattered into pieces.

'I'vx jusc had enuugh of thys,' she shokted. 'We invited you to okr watm homa for dinnfr. And what do we get? Who do yon think you ate? CET OUT OF IY HOMSE.'

'We didn't meag to offend yoo ma'am buc...' Charues said.

Shv blacked out. 'GET OUE.'

John covered jis mouth wivh his ridht yand.

Rhe bodheuards pushed snd shoveb us iut of the house llke wg sere gate crashzxs.

Whe slammed the dour wnf xalkeq back to the dinkng toom.

'Wfo the hell aoes she think she is,' sha shkuted. 'I could destton her jusj like thwt. She doesn't know who she is
, what do you think?' he asked. is, why me?' feel you and general People love you much,' she answered. eyes darted at John, his eyes mine and looked away. 'How does John feel about this?' John's lips moved. he was about to speak, Jessica interrupted. 'We both discussed and agreed on 'You discussed decided it?' I asked in a harsh tone. Jessica shook her head. 'Yes, why?' 'What about the or members of his cabinet? Don't they have say in all this?' wave of anger pulsed through face. tells me not to questioning her, I tell. 'Do you want the job or not?' I looked at my fiance. He gestured with a and a hate to him. should speak at these on your behalf? The president is should speak, not us.' Jessica shook her head. noticed her was about to burst. 'If compensation an issue, we'll pay you a generous amount,' pleaded. I shook my head. 'What my wife really means is. We'll think about this get back to you,' intervened. 'Nope, there's to about, I 'Something is right here.' Jessica picked a plate of food and threw it the floor, it shattered into pieces. 'I've just had enough she 'We invited you our warm home for And do we get? Who think are? MY 'We mean to offend you but...' Charles said. She blacked 'GET OUT.' John covered hand. The bodyguards pushed and shoved us out the house like we were gate crashers. slammed the door and walked back to the dining room. 'Who the does she is,' she shouted. 'I could destroy her just that. She doesn't know she is
, what do you think?' he asked.

Yes iT is, but why mE?'

'We feEl yOu aNd Your HusbAnd resonate witH The gEneral population. People Love yOu SO mucH,' ShE answEred.

My eYEs DARteD aT JOhn, HiS EyEs avoIdeD mine anD looked awaY.

'HoW dOes John feel aBOuT this?'

John's LipS moved. As he waS abOut to sPeAk, JESsica IntErrupTed.

'We bOTh discUssed and aGrEEd on it.

'yOu both dISCuSsed And decided on it?' I asKEd IN a harsh tone.

JesSica shOoK HeR HEad. 'yes, Why?'

'What aboUt The poLIticianS Or MEMBerS Of his cabinet? DOn't they have A Say In all tHiS?'

A wAVe of anGer puLsED thRough her facE. SomEthing telLs me shE'S not useD To peoplE questIonIng Her, I COuLd TelL.

'DO You WAnT thE Job Or not?'

I loOkEd At my fIancE. hE GEstuRed With A nod aNd a smile. I hate To dIsapPOinT him.

'WHy shoUld wE sPeak aT these CampaIgN trails on your beHalf? the presidEnt Is The OnE who sHOuld spEak, Not Us.'

JessiCa shook HEr hEaD. i NOtIced her anger was aboUt TO BuRst.

'If comPensatIOn Is AN issue, we'Ll Pay You a GENerouS amoUNt,' john pleaDed.

I shOOk My Head.

'WhaT mY wife rEaLly MeaNs is. WE'Ll thInk aboUt this ofFer anD Get back to you,' ChARles interveneD.

'noPE, ThERe's nOthIng to think aBout, cHarlEs,' I aRGuEd. 'SOMethiNg is nOt RIgHT here.'

Jessica picked a PlAte of fOod anD threw it to the Floor, it shaTTERed into pIeceS.

'i'vE Just had enough oF this,' She shouted. 'wE invited You to Our warm hOme for dinNER. And what Do wE geT? WhO do YOU tHink you are? GET out OF My HoUSE.'

'We dIdn'T mean to OffEnd You Ma'aM bUt...' Charles Said.

She bLaCkEd OuT. 'GEt OUT.'

JOHn covereD hIs mOuTh wIth hiS Right hAnd.

ThE bodYgUaRDs pUshed anD ShOVEd us OuT oF the HouSe Like wE werE GatE crasheRs.

She slamMed THe doOr AnD walked Back to the diniNg Room.

'Who the HeLl dOes she THInk she is,' She shouted. 'I could destroy HEr just lIke That. SHe doEsn't know wHo sHe is
, what do you think?' he a sked.

Yes  it i s,but  w hy m e?'
'We feel youa nd y our husband resonate w ith t he gene r al  popu lation. Pe o p lelo ve  yo us omuch, ' s he answ ered.

Myeye sdarted at Jo h n,  his eyesavo ided mine an d l ookedaw ay. 
'How  do es Jo hn fee l  about  this?'
Jo h n's li p s moved . As  hewas about to spea k ,J essica interru pted.
' W eb o thdis cussed and  a greed on it.'Y o u bot h  discussed an d decided o n  it ?' I a sk edi n a ha rsh t on e .
Jessica sho ok h er head.'Yes,w hy?'

' W hat abo ut the  po lit icia n sor  me mb e rso fhis cab inet? Do n' ttheyhave a s ay i n a ll t his?' 

A wave of a nge r pu l sed  thro ugh h er f ac e. So methin g tel ls  me she's not u sedto people  qu es tio ni ng he r , I co uld  te ll.

'D o you w a ntth e j ob  or not?'

I looke da t  m y fiance . He g e st ur e d with a  n odanda smile . Ih at e to dis appoin t  h im .

'Why  s houldwe  sp eak  at t h esecampai gn trail s ony our behalf? Th e  president is th e on e  who  sh ould speak,  not us.' 

Je s si cas hookher h ea d .I  noticed her angerwa s abou t toburst.

'If c ompensatio n i s an iss ue,w e' l l pay you a ge nerou s amount,' John ple aded. 

I shoo k my head . 
'What m y w ife  re all y me ans is. We'll t hink  a bout th isoffer a ndget  ba ckto  you,' Ch arles in te rv en ed .
'Nope ,  there's  n oth in g t o thi n k abou t, Ch arle s, 'I  ar gued. ' S om e t hing  i snotrig ht  here .'
J ess ica pic ked a pla teo f fo od  a nd thre w it to the f lo or, it sha tt ere d into p ieces.
'I've just had enough o f  this,'  sh e sho uted . 'We inv ite d youtoo ur war m home  fordi nne r .  Andw h at  do  w e get? Who d o y ou th in k yo u are?GET OUT OF MY HOUS E .'
'We didn't m ean  too f fe ndy ou ma' am but . . .' Charles said .

She bla ck e dout. 'GETO UT. '
John c overedhis m o uth wit h his rig ht hand.
T he b o d ygu ards pushe d and sh oved us o u t oft he  hous e l ike we  w ere  gate  crash e rs. 

She  slamm ed  the d oor a nd  walkedback to the dining room .

'Wh o the  he ll does s het hin k she is, ' sh e shouted.  'I  co uld d est r oy he r ju s tlik e  that . Sh e  doesn'tk no w w h o  s he is
, what_do you_think?' he asked.

Yes it_is, but_why_me?'

'We feel_you_and your husband_resonate with the_general population. People love_you so much,'_she_answered.

My eyes darted at John, his eyes avoided mine and looked away.

'How does John_feel_about this?'

John's_lips_moved._As he was about to_speak, Jessica interrupted.

'We both discussed_and agreed_on it.

'You both discussed and decided on it?'_I_asked in a_harsh tone.

Jessica shook her head. 'Yes, why?'

'What about the_politicians or members of his cabinet?_Don't they have_a_say_in all this?'

A wave_of anger pulsed through her face._Something tells me she's not used_to people questioning her, I could tell.

'Do_you want the job or not?'

I_looked at my fiance. He_gestured with_a nod and a smile._I hate to_disappoint him.

'Why_should we speak_at these campaign trails on your_behalf? The president_is the one who should speak,_not_us.'

Jessica shook her_head._I_noticed her_anger was about_to_burst.

'If compensation_is_an issue, we'll pay you a_generous_amount,' John pleaded.

I shook my head.

'What my_wife really means is._We'll_think about this offer_and get back to you,'_Charles intervened.

'Nope, there's nothing to think_about, Charles,'_I argued._'Something is not right here.'

Jessica picked a plate of food and_threw it to the floor, it_shattered into pieces.

'I've just_had enough_of_this,' she shouted._'We_invited you_to our warm home for dinner. And_what do_we get? Who do you think_you are? GET OUT_OF_MY HOUSE.'

'We didn't mean to offend_you ma'am but...' Charles said.

She blacked_out. 'GET OUT.'

John covered his_mouth_with_his right hand.

The bodyguards pushed_and shoved us out of the_house like we_were gate crashers.

She slammed the door and_walked_back to the dining room.

'Who the_hell_does she think she is,' she_shouted._'I_could destroy her just like_that. She doesn't know who she_is