OK. I thought I'd give this a try. As I said to DE, you don't really want to put up with my literary efforts, but I've just had a couple of glasses of wine, so what the hell

First Lady

I leaned back on the bed, the light shining through the blinds making lines of shadow against the opposite wall. Reaching out, I picked up the glass of orange and took a sip. It was sweet on my tongue, and made my teeth tingle. Placing it back on the bedside table, I looked across at the door of the en-suite bathroom. I could hear him singing in the shower. My husband. The most powerful man in the world. The President.

No one expected it. Not Bush, not Kerry. No one. No one expected it except his backers and myself. It made no difference that he was relatively unknown. I knew he would do it, there was no way he could fail, especially with the newly installed ballot systems. They functioned well enough in 2000 when Bush was installed as President, but that was just a test. This was for real.

Three years ago, November 2004, they worked perfectly - and my husband was elected President. It was a fait accompli, it was preordained. He just couldn't lose.

And now he was the most beloved man in the world. The war against terror was at an end. Osama bin Laden was dead and his followers scattered. Saddam Hussein was locked away. The Jews, Christians and Muslims were for once in agreement. Peace had come to earth for the first time in history. The world loved the president and they loved me, his first lady.

Three years of peace.

And now ... I ran my hand through my silky blonde hair, and felt the birthmark just behind my hairline. I traced the mark.

666.

I picked up the other glass of juice. The poisoned one. And offered it to him as he left the bathroom.

it was a fait accompli. It was preordained.

After all, no one said that the Antichrist had to be a man.

Gothique, very good. You've been holding back.

See? See? Intrepid agrees with me. SO neh. You're a good writer...except that a lot fo writers are too timid. Now, post more!

DE

love it!!!! nicely written, great concept.. watch out for those first ladies..

Thanks.

I'm ok writing small things like this, but theres no way I could do what you, ranger, demon hunter and pisky are doing.

Quote by WW: watch out for those first ladies.

Actually, when the peanut farmer was in I WAS watching the first lady.

Gothique, larger stories are just put together with smaller stories. Give it a shot. If you don't want to post them get a friend to read them or send them to someone for critique.

Yeah... the ATS story is jsut a bunch of smaller stories woven together into somethign beautiful adn horrifyign and grand....

Try it out.

DE

I just reread what I typed. And the word 'sweet' was in bold. Didn't someone mention that in an earlier thread ?

Because only certain people see it...and I'm not one of them. It's fine, lass.

DE

Nice story gothique!

Love your writing style, you really got skillz with words.

Looking foward to more of your writings. Don't be shy
You seem good at that. Doesn't matter if they're short story, the more you'll write, the more you'll be able to write longer stuff.

THAT WAS AWESOME!!!

You should expand that. Great work!

That was pretty good. It read like one of those old 'Tales of the Unexpected' tv shows (which shows my age ). Lily is right, you should expand on it.