Jessica POV
I was ushered into the vehicle, Dad climbing in behind me.
"Dad, will you stay the night? It will be past one o'clock by the time you arrive at my home and then leave. Why not stay in one of the guest rooms?" I offered as I relaxed back in the seat.
"I will take you up on that; it's getting late, and I will get to spend a little more time with those adorable fast-growing boys."
I was glad he would be staying; it was so late, and I would have been worried.
"Tonight has been weird. To me, it felt like the president was trying to outdo us in everything. He hated not being the center of attention. He can never be like us; no matter how hard he tries to copy, he only gets attention because he's the president. A position that should have been earned and given to the people, but
