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When We Were Young
Reese Van Maar. She repeated the name in her head. He wasn’t someone she had thought about in thirty years. She left for Wellesley and never really looked back. She was so caught up in her own dreams and ambitions that everything from home just kind of faded away after a while.
She was seventeen years old that summer, he was eighteen, and they were heading off to college in the fall. They had promised to make their last free summer an adventure. And that’s exactly what they had done. They stayed in touch for a while, got together over winter break their freshman year, and then drifted apart after that.
“Mrs. Clinton?” her aide asked again. “Will you take the call, ma’am?”
Hillary pulled herself back into the present. “Yes.” she replied. “Put him through.” She picked up the phone. “Reese?”
“Thanks for taking my call.” he immediately said. “I know how busy you must be.”
“I always have time for an old friend.”
Is that what she considered him? An old friend? “I have a favor to ask you, but don’t feel obligated to say yes.”
Just hearing his voice brought back so many memories. Helping him out was the least she could do, “If possible, I’d be more than happy to.”
“I’m running for Senator and I wanted to know if you would be willing to help me campaign.” he asked. “It’s just one event.”
“I’d love to.”
Reese was a little surprised by how quickly she answered him. “Okay, I have a list of events coming up that I can email to your staff. Once you find a date that works for you just have your staff let mine know.”
“Absolutely.” she replied. “You’ll have an answer by the end of the day.”
“I cannot thank you enough, Hillary.”
She smiled. “Well, I do owe you one.”
“This will make us more than even.”
Hillary laughed. “We’ll see about that.” she said. “I’ll be in contact.”
“Take care, Hillary.”
“You too, Reese.” she placed the phone back in its cradle and called on her favorite aide. “Huma I need you to find me everything you can on Reese Van Maar. He’s running for Senate in Illinois.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Hillary sat back in her high back chair. Her fingers played with the wedding rings on the opposite hand. She needed a distraction from everything and she did love campaigning. Besides it would be nice to see Reese again too.
tbc…