Chapter 8

Arthur.

“Maybe you were right after all.” I said to my brother over the phone. We were talking about the inauguration, this was just past nine am and I was in the car, on my way to the office. It was nice to talk about it, ever since I have had the recent experiences, I had a rethink.

“Right about what? I am right about a lot of things and I like specifics, so if you must. Tell me.” My brother has always been the arrogant one, more than I am.

“Oh you- the inauguration. I should have honored dads invitation and maybe, just maybe it would have turned out okay. I was around for it anyway. I just skipped it.” I said to him as I looked outside my window. “Yes, but as always you had it your way, I don’t know why you always do this anyway.” My brother said and I just scoffed. He was right anyway. “We will talk later.” I hung up immediately.

I smiled but that changed when we got to the building, I saw the paparazzi. I rolled my eyes and adjusted my tie. It was enough that I had to give the sp