Chapter 19‘Jeff?’ the President said, ‘it’s time you got married.’
‘How’s that, sir?’
‘A home. Babies. The company of a good woman. That sort of thing.’
‘I have all of that – all except the baby bit.’
‘Who’s the good woman then?’
‘My mother, actually.’
‘C’mon, Jeff. That’s not natural. Marriage is what’s natural. What’s in the way?’
‘The wrong girls like me.’
Sukova gave a chuckle. ‘Good for you. They can be the best.’
‘Maybe. But they don’t make for good marriage material.’
Well,’ the President asked, ‘what do you do for company without a wife?’
‘I’ve got a young researcher, Chuck Pavel…’
‘I remember him. Romanian isn’t he? You called him in at one of our poll briefings.’
‘That’s him. He was going on about golf, how he hates it with a passion, can’t see the point, that sort o
