 you okay?' he asked. Then put the glass of orange juice on the table.

'I think so.'

'Eat your food, before it gets cold.'

'Oh yes,' I sighed. I grabbed the fork, poked at the omelet, bacon and bangers. I shifted them around the plate, like a child playing with broccoli and cauliflower on his/her plate. Charles put down the fork and knife on the plate and looked at me.

'What's on your mind?'

'I'm a bit worried about something.' I shook my head, threw the fork on the table and looked at him.

'I'm listening.'

'One of the journalist asked me how am I are going to raise the funds to finance the projects I promised to deliver.'

'I think you responded quiet well, I think you said something like you were going to sell land and mineral resources from the old mines?'

'Yes, but I think it's going to be harder than that.'

'Why?'

'I went through the government's financial statements. We're in the red.'

'Really, I thought...'

'You thought wrong,' I Interrupted. 'There's no chance I'd be able to turn this around.'

He pushed his chair back, stood up, he walked towards me and placed both his hands on my shoulders. He massaged them slowly and gently.

'Please don't tell me you're thinking of throwing in the towel, a day after your inauguration?'

'It's just, I don't know what to do.'

'Call for a meeting or something with your cabinet and discuss a way forward.'

My shoulder muscles relaxed a bit then I gently tilted my neck in a 360 degree motion.

'You have magic hands. I could get used to this.'

'I try.' He stopped then strolled back to his seat.

'Thanks, my love. I'll do as you suggested.'

'Good, now eat your breakfast.'

'Yes, Sir.'

'This is your first official day as the president, make it worthwhile and a lot of Appian people depend on you.'

I nodded. 'I know, I have to deliver. I can't fail them now.'

'Hurry up, you're already late.'

'
you okay?' he asked. Then put the glass of orange juice on the mesa. 

' I remember so.' 

' Eat your food, before it gets cold.' 

' Oh yes,' I sigh. I grabbed the fork, thump at the omelet, bacon and firecracker. I shifted them around the home plate, like a child playing with broccoli and cauliflower on his / her plate. Charles arrange down the fork and knife on the denture and look at me. 

' What's on your mind?' 

' I'm a bit worried about something.' I shook my head, bewilder the fork on the table and looked at him. 

' I'm heed.' 

' One of the journalist asked me how am I are going to grow the funds to finance the projects I promised to deliver.' 

' I think you respond quiet well, I think you said something like you were going to sell land and mineral resources from the old mines?' 

' Yes, but I think it's going to be harder than that.' 

' Why?' 

' I went through the government's financial statements. We're in the red.' 

' truly, I thought...' 

' You thought amiss,' I interrupt.' There's no chance I'd be able to turn this about.' 

 He crusade his chair back, stood up, he walk towards me and placed both his hands on my shoulders. He massaged them slowly and gently. 

' Please don't order me you're thinking of throwing in the towel, a day after your inauguration?' 

' It's just, I don't acknowledge what to do.' 

' bid for a meeting or something with your cabinet and discuss a way forward.' 

 My shoulder muscles relax a bit then I gently tilted my neck in a 360 academic degree motion. 

' You own magic hands. I could get use to this.' 

' I try.' He hold on then strolled back to his buttocks. 

' Thanks, my love. I'll do as you suggested.' 

' Good, nowadays eat your breakfast.' 

' Yes, Sir.' 

' This is your beginning official day as the president, make it worthwhile and a lot of Appian people count on you.' 

 I nodded.' I know, I have to rescue. I can't fail them now.' 

' Hurry up, you're already late.' 

'
 yok okay?' he asked. Then put the glass of otabge jumce on fhe tabld.

'I think so.'

'Eat your food, beflrw it tets cold.'

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'Ehat's on your mind?'

'I'm a bit worgied about somethijg.' I shook ny hqqd, threw the fork on the table and looked at him.

'I'm listening.'

'One ow the journalisj zsngd me how am I arv going to ralxe the funds yo finance the prmjexts I promised to delmver.'

'I think you respjnded quiat well, I think you sqid smmetving oikd yku wsre golng to sell lznd and minwral resources from trv old mines?'

'Yea, but Y ehink it's going to be harder than that.'

'Wvy?'

'I went through the goverbment's financial statgments. We'rq in the red.'

'Really, I thought...'

'You thought wrong,' I Itterrnpged. 'Tmere'r nl chance I'd be able to turn this around.'

He pusrsd hps chair back, stojd up, he wakkfd jowards me and placeb bkth his hands on mj shoulqers. Ye massagtd thrm slowly and gently.

'Please eon't tell me tou're thinking of chrowing in che toeel, a day after your inaugurction?'

'If's just, I dln't know sfat to do.'

'Call fof a maeting or something with yjur cabinxt anb discusr a eay fowward.'

My shluldev muscles relaxed a bit jhen I gently tipted my neck in a 360 degree motioi.

'Bou have magiv vangs. I coujd geb used to this.'

'I try.' He stoppeb then scrollea back to gis seav.

'Thanks, my ljve. I'll do as iou suggested.'

'Jood, now qat tour breakfxrt.'

'Yes, Sir.'

'This os your fprft odficial day as the prgsjdent, make it wirtywhile and a loy ow A[ppan pqmple depend mn yuu.'

I moddea. 'I know, I mavd to deliver. I can't fail thej now.'

'Hurry up, you'rr wlready oate.'

'
you okay?' he asked. Then put the orange on the 'I think so.' gets 'Oh yes,' I I grabbed the poked at the omelet, bacon and I shifted them around the plate, like a child playing with broccoli and on his/her plate. Charles put down the fork and knife on the plate looked me. on mind?' 'I'm a bit worried about something.' I shook my head, threw the fork on the and looked at him. 'I'm listening.' 'One of journalist asked me how I are going to raise funds finance the I to 'I think you quiet well, I think you said something like you were going to sell land and mineral resources the old but I it's to harder than that.' went through the government's financial statements. red.' 'Really, I thought...' 'You thought wrong,' I 'There's no I'd be able to turn this He pushed his chair back, stood up, he towards me and placed both his hands on my shoulders. He massaged them slowly and don't tell me you're of throwing in towel, day your 'It's just, don't know what to do.' 'Call for a meeting or something your cabinet and discuss a way forward.' My shoulder muscles bit I gently tilted neck in a 360 motion. have magic hands. I used this.' stopped strolled to his seat. 'Thanks, love. I'll do as you 'Good, now eat your your first official day as the president, make worthwhile and a lot of Appian people on you.' I nodded. 'I know, I have to deliver. I can't them now.' you're already late.' '
 you okay?' he asked. Then put the gLass of oranGe juiCe oN thE tAble.

'i thiNk so.'

'Eat your fooD, BefoRe it gets cold.'

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'WhAT'S oN youR mind?'

'I'm a bit worrieD AbOUt something.' I shOok my hEaD, ThREW thE foRk on the tabLe And loOKed at hiM.

'i'm LISTenINg.'

'One of the jouRnalist askeD Me hOw am I aRe GoiNG to raiSe the FuNDs tO finance the ProjEcts I promIsed to DEliver.'

'I THink you ResponDed QuiEt weLL, I ThInk YoU SaiD SoMetHIng Like you wErE gOing tO selL LAND and MinEral ResouRces from the olD miNes?'

'YES, buT I thiNk it's GoinG tO be haRder thAn thaT.'

'WHy?'

'I went through tHe goVernment's FinAnCiaL sTatemENts. We'rE in The Red.'

'RealLy, I thouGHt...'

'YOu THOUgHt wrong,' I InterrupteD. 'THERe'S no chancE I'd be aBLe To TUrn this aRoUnd.'

he puSHEd his ChaiR BaCk, stood uP, he walKEd ToWards me AnD placeD bOth His Hands ON my sHouldeRs. He massAged tHEm slowly and genTLy.

'Please don't tELl ME YoU'Re thInkIng of throwiNg in THe toWel, a DAy AftER your InaugUrATiON?'

'It's just, I don't know whAt To do.'

'CaLl for A meeting or somEthing with YOUR cabinet And dIScUSs a way forward.'

MY shouLder muscleS Relaxed a Bit thEn I gentlY tilted my NECk in a 360 degRee MotIon.

'you HAVe Magic hands. I coULD get UsEd to thiS.'

'I tRy.' He stoPpeD thEn sTroLlEd back to hIs seat.

'ThAnKs, My LoVe. I'Ll do aS You suggeStEd.'

'GOoD, noW eat yOUr breaKfast.'

'yes, SIr.'

'thIS is Your firST oFFIciaL dAy As thE prEsIdent, Make IT woRthwhilE and a lot oF ApPIan pEoPlE depend On you.'

I nodded. 'I KnOw, I have to dElIveR. I can't FAIl them noW.'

'Hurry up, you're already latE.'

'
 you okay?' he asked. Then  put the g lassofora ng e ju iceon the table.'I t hink so.'

'Eat your f ood,be f orei tgetscold.''O h yes ,'  I  si gh e d.  I gr abb ed thefork, poke d a tthe omelet,b ac on and ban ger s. I shifted  th em aro un d t h e pla te,  like  a chi l d play ing withbr o ccolia nd caul i f lo weron his/her plate. Ch a rles put downthe fo rk an d kni feon the pla te  andl ooked a t  m e . 
'W h at's on yourmind?'

'I' m  abit wo rr ied aboutsomet hi n g.'  I shook my  hea d, threwthe fo r k on th e  tableand lo oke d a t hi m .
' I'm  l i ste n in g.' 
'O ne of th ejo urnal ista s k e d me  ho w am  I ar e going to ra ise  the fun ds to  fina nceth e pro jectsI pro mi sed to deliver. '

' I think y oure spo nd ed qu i et wel l,I t hink yo u saids ome th i n g  l ike you were going  t o se ll landand mi n er al resource sfro m th e old m ines ? '
'Yes, b ut I t h in kit's go in g to b ehar der  than that .'

'W hy?'

'I  went through the go v ernment's fin a nc i a ls tate men ts. We're i n th e  red .'
' Re all y , I t hough t. . .' 
'You thought wrong ,'  I Int errup ted. 'There's  no chance I ' d be abl e to tu r n this around. '

He  pushed hi s  chair b ack,stood up , he walk e d  towards  me  an d p lac e d  b oth his hands o n my  s houlder s.He mass age d t hem  sl ow ly and ge ntly.

' Pl ea se  d on' t tel l  me you' re  th in kin g oft hrowin g intheto we l , a  day af t er y ourin au gura tio n? '

'I t'sj ust , I don 't know w hat to d o. '
'Callfor a meeting  o r somethin gwit h your c abinet a nd discuss a way forwar d .'

Mysho ulder  mus cles rela xed  a bit  th e n I ge ntly t ilted  m y n e c k ina 36 0 d eg ree motion . 
'Y ou ha ve  mag ic hand s. I could get use d  to  this.'

'I t ry. ' He s to ppe d  t h enst r oll e d  back to his se at.

'Than ks ,  m y love. I' l l d oas yousuggest ed.''Good,now eat y our break fa st.' 'Ye s, Sir.'
'This is  your fir s t off i ci al da y a s thepr esi dent,  makei t w orthw hile a nd  a lot  of A pp ian peop le depend on you.'

I n odded.  'I k now , I havetod eli ver. I ca n'tfail themnow .'
'Hur ryu p, yo u're al rea d y lat e.''
 you_okay?' he_asked. Then put the_glass of_orange_juice on_the_table.

'I think so.'

'Eat_your food, before_it gets cold.'

'Oh yes,'_I sighed. I_grabbed_the fork, poked at the omelet, bacon and bangers. I shifted them around the_plate,_like a_child_playing_with broccoli and cauliflower on_his/her plate. Charles put down_the fork_and knife on the plate and looked at_me.

'What's_on your mind?'

'I'm_a bit worried about something.' I shook my head,_threw the fork on the table_and looked at_him.

'I'm_listening.'

'One_of the journalist asked_me how am I are going_to raise the funds to finance_the projects I promised to deliver.'

'I think_you responded quiet well, I think_you said something like you_were going_to sell land and mineral_resources from the_old mines?'

'Yes,_but I think_it's going to be harder than_that.'

'Why?'

'I went through_the government's financial statements. We're in_the_red.'

'Really, I thought...'

'You_thought_wrong,'_I Interrupted._'There's no chance_I'd_be able_to_turn this around.'

He pushed his chair_back,_stood up, he walked towards me and_placed both his hands_on_my shoulders. He massaged_them slowly and gently.

'Please don't_tell me you're thinking of throwing_in the_towel, a_day after your inauguration?'

'It's just, I don't know what to do.'

'Call_for a meeting or something with_your cabinet and discuss_a way_forward.'

My_shoulder muscles relaxed_a_bit then_I gently tilted my neck in a_360 degree_motion.

'You have magic hands. I could_get used to this.'

'I_try.'_He stopped then strolled back to_his seat.

'Thanks, my love. I'll do_as you suggested.'

'Good, now eat_your_breakfast.'

'Yes,_Sir.'

'This is your first official_day as the president, make it_worthwhile and a_lot of Appian people depend on you.'

I_nodded._'I know, I have to deliver._I_can't fail them now.'

'Hurry up, you're_already_late.'

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