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MY GUESTBOOK
�Deputy Chief of Staff,� I said.
�Wow.�
I nodded and sighed. �I told him I�d think about it. It�s� this is huge.�
�It is,� Sara agreed. �DC is a long way from home. I�d have to take the Bar again, but I don�t see myself having a problem finding another job. The Beltway is famous for the number of lawyers that inhabit it. There are a lot of really good neighbourhoods in the District. Georgetown is so beautiful, though I don�t know that we could afford a place there if you go back to a government salary. Rita can do some checking; see if there are any decent places that aren�t too prohibitively priced.�
�You�re talking like I already have my bags packed.�
�Sam, if I had the chance to do something I loved the way you love politics you would pack my bags for me and put me in a taxi right away. If I understand the roles of the Senior Staff the Deputy Chief of Staff is the guy to be if you want to affect change in the government. And I know you do. You had some great ideas when you were running for Congress, and if you want to run again in a district where you�re not doomed from the outset you need to get back into politics before everyone forgets who you are and what you stand for.�
I frowned. We had never actually talked about my Congressional campaign before, at least not in terms of my doing a repeat performance. �I don�t want to run again.�
�Maybe not now, but in a few years when we�re married and our lives are settled down you might feel a bit different. Josh is handing you the opportunity of a lifetime. What�s to think about?�
That was a really good question, one that I needed to answer before I could come to a decision.
The phone on my desk beeped. I picked up the phone and my assistant�s voice came over the line. �Mr. Lyman for you.�
�Thank you,� I said before hitting the flashing button. �Twenty-four whole hours. Way to give me some space,� I said sarcastically. Honestly I hadn�t been sure he would wait as long as he had. Twenty-four hours was actually quite impressive for Josh.
�It�s been twenty-eight. Give me a little credit,� Josh said. He was breathing a little heavy and his voice was doing the cutting in and out thing that it does when he�s on the phone and walking at the same time.