Every Vice President has a suite of offices in the Executive Office Building, which is separate from the actual White House, but connected via a hallw...y. Jennifer and I went there to await events. My Residence staff was already present by the time I arrived. We had to make our way through their well wishes to get to my private office. Everyone seemed to be so happy about what was happening, while it hurt my soul to think of Sam, sick and maybe very sick, somewhere upstairs, waiting to quit the. Anna was affected by Seed - though that (theoretically) only made her be calm when I told her to be. I had even programmed Tiffany and Amy before they knew what hit them."What's wrong?" Huh?" I asked, distracted from my thoughts."You look upset about something. Is there anything I can do?" Angie asked, concerned, as she slipped into my lap. "Maybe. I need to think about it." What's wrong?" she asked."It's something I need to work out. Let me think about it. Okay?" Sure," she replied, giving me. “Can we please stick to one topic at a time? This isn’t easy.” She sent a blushing face. “Yes. I apologise. How can I reassure you?” Elaine threw subtlety out the window. “Well, two things.” “Let’s do them one at a time.” “Okay. Well, first you can tell me it’s okay if Chelsea asks a friend of hers from Allen Falls if she knows you. Or if her parents do.” “Chuckles.” “Whaaat?” BANG! With a heavy knock, Chelsea burst through the doorway! She looked like she was. So if any of it sounds familiar, wellthats just luck.What makes a day seem different than any other? Nothing? I mean every sooften something serious or life altering happens, unfortunately most ofthem seem to be bad, like death or injury. I suppose you have some ideain your head about the odds of being in a train derailment, or a planecrash, or a car accident. Possibly you've thought about the odds of sharkattacks or lightning strikes, but who in their right mind when ponderingupon such.