Selective Amnesia

Quick Tale #4

It began innocuously enough. They both met at a party. Hit of very well. And liked what they saw in each other. Then came the nightly rendezvous. The long trips out of town. But the talks began; first it was “good friends, complement each other” but soon it became hushed. Whispered in the hallways “there they go, the two of them…do you believe it, the husband got a letter…” Allegations, innuendoes. A raging debate in their little town. The family had to move away, away from all the talk, all the pointing of fingers, all the doubt. But it followed them. Wherever they went. Finally it was decided they come out in the open.

That was the day she became the first woman president of the USA.