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MY GUESTBOOK
�Gave me time to hone my turn down,� I replied.

Never one to back down from a challenge, Josh straightened his poster and hitched his backpack up a little higher on his shoulder.  �That�s why I didn�t do it over the phone,� Josh tossed back.

�Your showing up does have a nice nostalgic symmetry,� I admitted.  I had to at least give him that.

�Style points,� Josh nodded.

�If nothing else.�

�Substance, too,� Josh said.  �This guy�s the real deal,� he continued, getting to the serious part of the conversation.

Flashes of a similar conversation on a New York street corner assaulted me.  �You said that last time,� I pointed out.

�And look how right I was.  Tell me you don�t miss it.�

�I don�t miss it,� I said, only half sure that what I was saying was the truth.  Something was missing from my life, but I still wasn�t quite sure what it was.

Josh rolled his eyes.  Even after so much time living on opposite sides of the country�not to mention the fact that Josh had spent the last year campaigning and not returning any of my attempts at communications�Josh could still read me the same way he could back when we were starting out in the White House.  �Liar,� he said.

�Attorney,� I corrected as we headed for a table and sat down across from each other.  �Amazing thing, what you did,� I said.  I have always been one to give credit where credit was due, and Josh deserved to hear that what he had done was nothing short of a miracle.

�Well that�s the easy part.  It�s what you do with it that counts,� Josh said as he crossed his legs.  I was, quite honestly, awed by the lack of ego in that statement.

�You know how much I�m making now?�

Josh groaned.  �It�s gonna make me want to puke.�

�Not make you want to.  You�ll actually puke.�

�So you can afford to come back to Washington and work for a government wage,� Josh said.  I�m sure it was a sound argument in his head, but it lacked something when he verbalized it.  He wasn�t, however, wrong.  It could easily go back to living on a government salary.  That didn�t meant I wanted to, though.

�I can afford to do good work right here.  You wouldn�t believe what I�ve gotten the firm to do�you should come work with me,� I said, disregarding the fact that Josh had never actually practised law, let alone the fact that I had been the first one to tell him that he wasn�t a real lawyer on more than one occasion.  We both knew Josh would never leave politics, that he was destined to follow in Leo�s footsteps, but I wanted Josh to know that he had non-political options that would still allow him to help make the world a better place.
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