Page 7 of Campaign Season
Her reluctance to discuss political issues often surprised others, who assumed that her aversion to party politics and what she called the “noise media” meant she didn’t care about important issues.
In reality, Jameson cared deeply. What she couldn't tolerate was how politicians and the media exploited genuine struggles for their gain. While she readily challenged Candace in private on things that mattered to her, she refrained from commenting on governance itself. Their discussions remained focused on Candace’s concerns, pending legislation, and campaign trail challenges.
When their opinions diverged on a policy Candace had planned, Jameson would often say, “I trust your judgment.” It wasn’t just a platitude; she meant it.
Despite all their years together, Candace occasionally wondered if Jameson ever felt unable to fully express her opinions.
She decided a change of subject was in order… for now.
“Cass suggested we have a Halloween party for the kids at her house this year,” Candace said.
“Cass, you don’t need to change plans for Cooper,” Jameson said. “I’ll figure something out.”
“I’m sure you can make something work,” Cassidy replied. “But Kenzie doesn’t want to trick-or-treat this year. I think she’d prefer to have a few friends over at the house, and I know she’ll want Cooper to be there.”
Jameson nodded but said nothing.
Candace sighed inwardly. Jameson was excited about taking Cooper trick-or-treating. He’d turn ten at the beginning of December. Time seemed to fly when children were around. Having Michelle and Melanie nearby allowed them to strengthen their relationships with Amanda, Brody, and Avery—something both she and Jameson appreciated. That didn’t diminish their longing for their other grandchildren. Candace had thought she understood the cost of the presidency—as much as anyone could—but she had underestimated how much she and Jameson would miss the kids.
“You should take the twins trick-or-treating with Melanie,” Candace suggested.
“I don’t think they need me as a tag-along.”
“I’ll bet Mel might appreciate help dealing with four kids in costumes,” Cassidy offered.
Jameson laughed. That might be true. She hadn’t had much time to spend with Melanie recently. She saw Michelle daily on her treks through the White House and spoke briefly with Melanie about work or the kids when Melanie came by to visit Michelle or to drop the kids off with Jameson. Trick-or-treating would give her a chance to catch up with Mel and see the kids’ excitement. But the last thing Jameson wanted was to intrude on family time for Michelle and Melanie.
“I see the wheels spinning,” Candace said. “Cass is right; Mel would welcome the company.”
“It’s their time, Candace.”
“I doubt either Shell or Melanie will see it that way. Another pair of hands to wrangle three excited kids is never a bad thing. And you can help Mel secure the kids’ candy from Shell.”
Jameson chuckled. There was truth in that statement. “Is there a reason you don’t want me to attend this party?”
“What? Of course not,” Candace said.
“Mm-hm.”
“You know, you could also go with Alex and Claire,” Cassidy suggested.
“Claire? Claire’s coming to Washington?” Jameson asked. “She didn’t say anything when I talked to her yesterday.”
“She doesn’t know yet,” Cassidy replied.
Jameson lifted an eyebrow.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let her know as soon as I get to my office,” Cassidy said.
Candace laughed. Cassidy loved playing the older sister. It reminded her a bit of Marianne with Michelle.
“You have plenty of options,” Candace remarked. “What are you going to wear?” she asked Jameson.
“Wear?”
“As a costume,” Candace clarified.
“I’m going as the FirstLady.”
