Anonymous Sources
“It took a moment to remember he wasn’t there, that I wasn’t likely ever to wake up beside him again. Depressing. But probably just as well. If the warm curve of his body were pressed against mine, we would no doubt find ways to occupy the next hour, and I would wind up missing my flight.
I kicked off the covers, grabbed my phone, peeked at the messages that had arrived overnight. One of them provided encouraging news: Lowell Carlyle was finally consenting to an interview. I’d been trying to get... Thom’s father for the past week; every day I fired off a fresh request, and every day I got back a frostily discouraging response from his secretary. But now, here it was, at the top of my e-mail in-box: a message inquiring whether I would be available today to do the interview. Mr. Carlyle was willing to give me twenty minutes, in person at the White House. The window was between five and six this afternoon. I was about to type back that I was in transit and propose tomorrow instead, when I realized—why not?MoreLess
I kicked off the covers, grabbed my phone, peeked at the messages that had arrived overnight. One of them provided encouraging news: Lowell Carlyle was finally consenting to an interview. I’d been trying to get... Thom’s father for the past week; every day I fired off a fresh request, and every day I got back a frostily discouraging response from his secretary. But now, here it was, at the top of my e-mail in-box: a message inquiring whether I would be available today to do the interview. Mr. Carlyle was willing to give me twenty minutes, in person at the White House. The window was between five and six this afternoon. I was about to type back that I was in transit and propose tomorrow instead, when I realized—why not?MoreLess
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