My Dad Bragged At Christmas Dinner That They Sold My Arlington House For Millions

wasn’t using was not the ideal state of affairs.”

He looked up.

“The work required it,” I said. “The classification required it. I didn’t have a better option.”

He absorbed this.

“You’re Under Secretary of State,” he said.

“Yes.”

“Senate-confirmed.”

“Three years ago. Confirmed by a vote of seventy-one to twenty-eight.”

He let out a breath that had something continue reading …