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�I know,� Mallory nodded.  �He loved working with you and Josh again, too.  Ever since the first Bartlet for America campaign� there�s been a light in his eyes.  Josh and CJ and Sam and Toby� you and Carol and Bonnie and Ginger and Margaret� that geeky guy that replaced Sam when he left... you guys all kept him young.  I wanted you to know that.  I don�t know if there will be time to talk later� with the funeral and everything� I just wanted you to know how thankful I am for all of you for making the last eight to nine years what I�m pretty sure were the best of his life.�

�That is really sweet, Mallory,� I said, choked up.  �But I�m sure the fact that he got to spend time with you and become a grandfather had something to do with how happy he was.�

Mallory smiled.  �He was such the proud grandpa,� she agreed.

�Never went anywhere without a picture or ten,� I said with a smile.  The baby was truly loved by his grandfather and it was a tragedy that he would never remember Leo outside of stories and photographs.  �I�m sorry I couldn�t make it to the baptism.�

�That�s alright.  He loves the outfit you sent.  Or, well, I love how he looks in it, so therefore he loves it and wears it all the time,� Mallory said with a blushing smile.  �Josh is really getting into the �Uncle Josh� thing.  He�s already fully outfitted my kid with the latest in baby-Democrat fashion.�

�I hope he didn�t threaten to ritually sacrifice any stuffed elephants in sight.�

�Only once and I don�t think he was entirely sober at the time,� Mallory replied.  �There is, however, a growing family of stuffed donkeys filling my house.�

I grinned.  If the kid ended up voting Republican it wouldn�t be for lack of brainwashing on the part of his Uncle Josh.  Since I joined the Santos campaign I had been with Josh to four different toy stores in four different states and each time he had found a donkey of some sort to send to Mallory in DC.  �Josh thinks of you as a sister, you know.  And not in the �replacement for Joanie, I have to protect her� way that he probably did while you two were growing up.  I know it meant a lot to him when you asked him to be godfather.  Even though his spiritual guidance will lean more towards the glory of a Democratic majority and the wondrous miracle that is the New York Mets than the traditional.�

�There are worse altars to worship at,� Mallory said.  She smiled at me softly.  �Thank you.  For� you know.  Taking my mind off of things� for a little while.  It�s good to feel like it won�t always be this way,� she said honestly.

�Hey, we never really got to know each other that well, but any time you need to talk I�m here.  Well, not �here� here, but I�m around and I�m a pretty good listener,� I said.  �Plus I can spot a shoe sale a mile away.�

�How are you with clothes?� Mallory asked.

�I�m a girl on a budget who has had to buy maybe forty ball gowns in the last eight years while still getting suits regularly dry cleaned.  I can find a fifty-percent-off DNKY at forty paces.�

�Impressive.  We should go shopping for gowns together, you know, if I end up going to the Inaugural Ball�Balls,� Mallory said.
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