The Betrayal

It’s 3am and your children are safe and asleep.
But there’s a phone in a mansion in Chappaqua, New York, and it’s ringing.
Something is happening in the world.
“Hello Hillary, it’s Bill Richardson. I know you’ve been trying to reach me.  I’m sorry to tell you that I’m endorsing Barack tomorrow.”
“Who the !%#$! do you think you are, to betray me this way!?”
“Hillary, please don’t make this harder for me than it already is.”
“After everything Bill and I have done for you!?”
“Please don’t take this personally Hillary. It’s just… you know… it’s just business.”