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Wednesday was addressing day at the Record-Herald, as usual. As far as Susan was concerned, this week's paper seemed dull and lifeless, knowing what could have been on the front page if they'd had the information they needed from Henry, but maybe next week would make up for it. At least the discussion wasn't as much about Susan's experiences at Riverside as it had been the previous week.
At least she didn't have the worry that Gingrich would do something to have her thrown out of Riverside – that much had been made clear from her discussion with Heidi the day before, but still some of the paranoia lingered. What would the joker try next?
Once the papers were on the way to the Post Office, Susan sat down at the junior reporter's desk and worked away at some of the other things that needed to be done. These included a couple things that she had thought of to try and search on the Internet about Gingrich. However, increasingly she was running into dry holes with that, and she didn't really turn up much in the way of new information.
It was after lunch when her father called her into his office, and asked her to close the door. "I heard from Henry," he told her. "He's still got a few leads to run down, but he pretty much came up with chapter and verse on the story on Gingrich. We still need to work on the best way to present it and make it comprehensible, but I think we're to the point where we can start putting it together."
"Wow," she said. "That's a relief. I was beginning to wonder."
"Don't ever doubt that your brother is a good reporter," Mike told her. "It's just that he's had other things on his plate, and this hasn't been first on his agenda."
"I realize that," she smiled. "But still, it's been hard to wait."
"I know it has, but sometimes you have to sit on a story until you can tell it. This has been one of those times. But this is also one of those times when we need to be really careful about what we say, especially in terms of the news story. This is going to be pretty complex, and we have to take the reader through it point by point, including the fact that this was in the news down in Springfield before his application showed up here. Since we don't know what was in the investigative report, if there even was one, we're going to have to make sure the dates are made clear but not point any fingers."
"So, how do we jump from the Gingrich story to the investigation?"
"Good question," Mike shrugged. "What I'm thinking right now is that we run what we have in all the detail we can get. Then once the story is out, I'll call up George Battle and get his reaction. Since he's the school board vice-president and since he's George, I suspect he'll point all the fingers needed, and all we have to do is quote him. Then we can see where the dust settles. But that means we're definitely going to have to run the story next week."
"Too bad we couldn't have run it this week," Susan sighed. "It's going to be hard to have to sit on it that much longer."
"Yes, but we're going to have to. I think it'll have more impact if it comes out of nowhere. That means we're going to have to be careful how we handle it around here. What I'm thinking is that we need to look like we're leading the paper with something else next week, right up to the last minute, and then make the switch. Fortunately, we can hold the front page until after the rest of the staff has gone for the day and make the change then."
"You really want to keep this close to your chest," she shook her head. "I don't ever remember you doing something like that before."
"There've been a couple times," Mike told her. "Not recently. One of my real big concerns is that the paper is printed at the Camden Press and they have had a habit of going over our front page and stealing the ideas on a main story before we can get it out to our readership. That doesn't look good. In this case, I wouldn't mind if the Press stole it since it would look more authoritative, but I would like to get it in front of our readers first. Now, assuming they know what the story is, do you think they can get enough online to knock out a story on it in a few hours?"
"If they know what it is, probably," Susan said. "I haven't seen what Henry has come up with, but I think I came up with enough online to be able to have been able to run the story this week."
"Well, Henry has been able to come up with a lot more detail," Mike said. "I'm thinking that if we run it as a copyrighted story under his name it might slow the Press down enough for us to get it to our readers first."
"Maybe I'm reading the politics of this wrong," Susan said. "But it seems like the important thing is to get the story in front of the readers and stir things up as much as possible. I could be wrong but worrying about the Press is secondary as I see it."
"That's the other side of the coin that I've been thinking about. I suppose if we run it like normal, but have the story copyrighted, well, if they steal something that isn't online, at least I have grounds to call down there and pitch a bitch. I have to do that every so often anyway. It might make a little more impact with them if we run it as a copyrighted story from Henry, as a special to the Record-Herald."
"Makes sense," Susan agreed. "Especially when Gingrich starts squealing."
"Right, it gives us a degree of deniability, even though we already have most of the story from your online research. Now, I'm thinking that it might not even be a bad idea to include some links to the Springfield Democrat so people can see that it's the real deal."
"Again, not a bad idea," Susan said. "I printed out most of the stuff that I got online, just so there'd be a paper record of it."
"Damn good thinking," her father told her. "Now, what I'm proposing is that you go through Henry's stuff. I've read it already and think I know how I want to tell the story, but I want to have you check it over to see if I'm missing anything. What's more, I think we need to be able to document the sources of the charges as completely as we can, because it wouldn't surprise me if one of the things we hear very early from Gingrich is 'libel suit.' That's why we need to be pretty damn careful about what we write."
"You're saying we write it, but put Henry's name on it?"
"Pretty much, but if we can get it done fairly quickly I'll ship a copy down to Henry and let him go over it, making any changes that he thinks necessary. He already has a pretty good start on the story in his cover letter; we just need to file off some rough edges."
"OK, Dad," she smiled. "Sounds like a plan. What do you need me to do except check you over?"
"I need you to write two stories, and we'll have to coordinate the lengths so they're pretty much the same. Because it's an off week for city council with the holiday, I need you to head over to the county offices and get a story about their preparations for snow season. They're getting a couple of new snowplows, but it's strained their budget a bit. I know you don't know the background, but I'll help you with it. You'll have to write it so it can be seen as a lead news story or as a feature."
"That'll be the fake lead, right?"
"Right. But I also need you to write a feature on something, I don't know what, so that we can rip it up at the last minute to put the snow removal story in place of it. We can run the feature another week or something. I'm sorry I have to put you in a background role on this because I know you feel that you're the one who got burned by Gingrich. But with your position as a student, and still at least technically a high school student, I think it'd be best if we tried to keep you out of the direct line of fire."
"So we're still not going to say anything about Gingrich trying to keep me here an extra year, right?"
"Right – for now, anyway, and probably not ever. That would turn this deal to look as personal as it really is, and that's something we've got to avoid."
"All right, Dad," she said. "I guess my work is cut out for me. Let's get writing."
Susan got a good start on the snow removal story that afternoon – there had been previous stories in the Record-Herald on the topic, so she could pick up quite a bit from them – and at least thought about what she wanted to do about a relatively innocuous feature story. She was a little at a loss about that until she looked over the story idea whiteboard and saw a note about a guy who was getting in fifty to a hundred miles a day riding his bicycle around the area. That caught her fancy a little bit, mostly since she'd been thinking about the long bike trip across the Low Countries and France with Hans, Elke, Lothar, and Freya next summer. She had no idea if the trip was ever going to come off, but she also knew she'd never done any long-distance bike touring and figured that she might be able to learn something from the guy that would be helpful if the trip actually happened.
The guy proved to be easy to find. He was a retiree, but in awesome shape; Susan could only hope to be in half the shape when she was that age. He had a mound of stories to tell about riding his bike around the area. He also told her that he had plans to do a cross-country bike trip later that fall, starting in southern California and winding up in his winter home in Florida. That sounded pretty ambitious to Susan but she had little doubt that he would complete it. When she mentioned the possibility of her own European bike trip the next year, he really lit up. He gave her several important pieces of advice, the biggest one of which was to get in training for it – starting off cold with little or no time on a bike would bring big problems very quickly. An indoor exercise bike wouldn't quite fill the gap but would get her started in the winter months when riding a bicycle outside in the Spearfish Lake weather was a little beyond sensible.
While Susan knew that she had some more work to do on the snow removal story, the biking story was a snap to write, and she knocked it out Wednesday evening before turning to her studies to prepare her for class on Thursday.
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It was eight thirty when we got back to the house. Lisa and I reported in and were on our way upstairs when mom called after me from the foot of the stairs, "Angela, I'd like to talk to you for a minute. Let's go to the kitchen." Lisa took the bag from me and went upstairs. I went to the kitchen with mom. We sat at the table and I waited to find out what this is about. Normally, it's Lisa who gets taken aside and talked to about something. She's the screw up in the family. Well, the...
Despite being very cute Taylor never had a boyfriend because she couldn't talk to boys any better than girls. It wasn't that boys didn't like her- she was a delicate-looking little blonde girl, This fueled the cheerleader girls' accusations of her being a lesbian. Three girls were especially bad. These were Kaylie, Elliana, and Jessie. Elliana was a rich, extremely attractive blonde with epic boobs- every boy's dream fuck. Jessie was the "ugly" girl of the group a brunette with...
John lounged on the bed, flipping channels between CNN and the Weather Channel. He knew that Anita was up to something but didn’t know what. Certainly, the gleam in her eyes earlier had been interesting. He still wore his slacks, and his shirt was open, although he had kicked off his shoes and peeled off his socks. A tap on the door focused his attention away from the television. “Door’s open,” he called out. The door popped open, and Phoebe stepped inside. She had changed into a short and...
The girl:God it is hot! He said to himself as he rounded the turn at the end of his third mile. Checking his pulse he found it a bit higher than normal at this distance. Running at home was totally different than running down in Alabama in early September. He knew it would be different, but not this different. I'd hoped after a week I would be better acclimated. That first run was even worse, lucky it was overcast!The temperature wasn't all that much hotter, but the oppressive humidity was...
College SexI won’t say it was a relief to be back at the Manor but it was nice to once again cuddle up to Kit and have the pleasure of his loving of me. Thankfully, the M.P. had returned to London and the vicar, wife and daughter had gone too so that there was just the six of us for the next week at the dining table. We got to know Lady Elizabeth and Sir George a bit better and learned that the title was heredity and so Thomas would in later years take on that mantle. It was Monday morning that Thomas...
Devastated, heart left impaled,Needed a comfort, I reached outAnd called the one I didn't really like. Just wanted my promised foot massage, Maybe even by silence and silhouette candlelight...I once again turned the key, This time leaving the door open only slightly ajar, Just enough to embrace the rest of the night. Soft tones of fire fell, From room to room, The smell of weakness began to set in. Filling the room with his gentle sensations, He who was a magician whose...
Hi guys im sunil from guntur , im 22yrs old and dedicated my life to aunties.Im 5’4 height with a great chest good enough to crush aunties.from my child hood on wards im feel crazy about aunties,even today i almost got decided even to marry an aunty only .Especially our andhra aunties looks pretty in saree and i hope very sad when i thinks they are wasting their beauty to old fashioned people .i am saying practically to all aunties that ur beauty should not be wasted and u too definitely enjoy....
Ever since you first saw her online, you have been a great fan of her. The voluptuous spontaneous young woman called Katy Perry. Despite your friends calling you gay and worse names, you have all her singles and her album, including a signed copy of "I kissed a girl", which you got on a day that made any other pale by comparison. That day, a couple of months ago, you almost got a kiss from her. It was going to be just a peck on the cheek, if it hadn't been for some dumb security guy who...
Maybe I wanted it to happen. Maybe he sensed I was open to it, I don’t know. However it came about, an older boy in the neighbor made me suck his cock. I was very young and he was several years older. Somehow, we found ourselves alone. He wanted a blowjob, but was too mean or proud to admit it. He had to aleast act the part. After some threats and talking about wanting his cock sucked. He stood in front of me and pulled his cock out through his zipper. I tried not to stare at it and at first, I...
She loved to play nude in the warm, ocean surf, letting the bright sun caress her lithe, nubile body. She had to be careful where she did it though. Most people here in Bermuda were prudish and didn't look on the human body, even one as nice as hers, as a work of art. Tomorrow would be her 21st birthday, so today she got up early, even before the warm summer sun was up. A short drive to a secluded beach at daylight where she removed her clothes and went for a quick swim, then a frolic in the...
November passed, December arrived and after the high school football season ended, the three of us got in the Rover and headed south. Three hours of driving and we arrived in the small down of Independence, Kansas. Population just under 10,000. Yup, blink twice and you could miss it. Ashlee got us to her parent's house and it was not what I expected. The house was rather normal looking. A simple two story house with a detached garage. The garage was a three car unit, but still, not what you...
The time to dress for the dinner party arrived without warning. I had to try to come up with something to wear. Unlike those women who say I have nothing to wear, I really had nothing to wear. Everything I owned had been provided by the Controller or I bought as needed. I should have bought a dress before the party, but I honestly didn't think about it. What I did was wear a pair of skinny jeans which weren't too stained. I also wore a very tight, but thick tee shirt. The fact that it was...