The rain hammered against the White House lawn, a relentless downpour that turned the meticulously manicured grass into a slick, grey stage for international diplomacy. As the military band struggled to keep their instruments dry and the cameras flashed in rapid-fire succession, the world’s eyes were fixed on the leaders. Yet, away from the heavy political discourse, two women sat in the quiet eye of the storm, bound by protocol and the sudden, unexpected intrusion of a very British… Continue reading…
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