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PART THREE:
1969

CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN

EPILOGUE

PROLOGUE

"Mr. President! Mr. President!" The White House press corps rose
to its collective feet like an attention-seeking wave.

The President of the United States smiled into the tumult and the
TV cameras, and raised his hands for silence. "That's enough
questions for now, ladies and gentlemen. Let me just make a few
concluding remarks." He waited until something resembling silence
had descended on the Press Room, and his expression grew
serious. "This has been a . . . vigorous campaign, and feelings
have sometimes flared, as they will among people of strongly held
beliefs. But that's over now. The electorate has spoken, and the
Constitution admits of no doubt as to the outcome. Now it is a time
for healing, and for unity. It is for that reason that President-Elect
Langston and I called this joint press conference. And now, let me
turn the podium over to the President-Elect."

Harvey Langston rose to his feet with a muttered "Thank you, Mr.
President." He took his place behind the Presidential seal and
smiled at the reporters who, he knew, had never really expected to
see him there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I want to add my voice to the President's.
As we know, all sorts of things get said in a campaign . . . by both
sides. But now the President and I share a common goal: a
smooth transfer of power. My transition team has been in close
communication with the President's staff to assure that my
administration can hit the ground running. I intend to act without
delay to deliver what the people have demanded by putting me in
this house. The people want compassionate government. The
peopleЧ"

"Forty-one percent of them, anyway," someone could be heard to
remark, somewhere in the room.