Dinner

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You stand in shock and say. "I'm sorry....can you repeat that??" "Yeah, it's really not a big deal" "Not a BIG deal???? I'm meeting the PRESIDENT???? Do you know what that means???" "Uhh..actually, no, I don't" He looks down. You can't help to feel as if you've hurt him somehow. "I mean, yeah it's your dad of course but you must understand that he's still the President.." You put a hand on his thigh. "Yeah, I suppose so. To me though, he's just my dad and we're just like any other family" He takes your hand and squeeze it. "It will mean a lot to me if you would meet him" "I'll definitely want to meet him, not just that he's your Dad but he's the President..." You smile and wink at him. He chuckles. "Yeah I suppose you're right" "It's just, I didn't know I'm going to see the P

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