He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

at me without blinking.

Dad slowly lowered his hand.

Someone quietly whispered,

“General?”

The officer handed me a sealed classified case.

I accepted it without looking away.

Then he spoke one final sentence.

Loud enough for every person in the backyard to hear.

“Ma’am…”

“The President is already waiting for your decision.”

What Was Inside the Case

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