The World: According to Rachael Read Online Free PDF Page A

a shot that someone took of her delivering the news to Senator Jones that he was going to be the next President of the United States of America. Her platinum-blond hair is down and lying neatly against her chest. Her normal dress of a tailored business suit is replaced with a pair of casual black yoga pants, and a “Jones for President” T-shirt that dwarfs her frame. It turns out that she had spilled a cup of coffee on her business suit, and this outfit is what a staffer managed to put together at the last minute. Rachael refused to leave the campaign headquarters even for a quick change. Instead of the photographer capturing the new President’s reaction to the news, he stood behind Jones and captured Rachael’s. Her eyes are shiny and her rosy cheeks are drawn into such a large smile that creases radiate from her eyes. She looks like the girl that I met in the deli that wanted me to read the article about her boss. She looks like a high school student that just aced a test, or a lacrosse player that just scored the winning goal. This is the person that I wish she showed more in her interviews. This is the girl, the one in the mismatched outfit with a flushed face, who has shaped my career post law school.
    The green binder is three inches thick, filled with the highlights of Rachael’s career. It resides with other binders that I keep on notable politicians. Unfortunately, not all of these binders chronicle such storied careers. Most are filled with scandal and the loss of the public’s trust.
    This is my reference area. The guys give me shit about it. They’ve pointed out that there is this new magical box that connects me to endless amounts of knowledge with the click of a button.
    Ha! Ha! I get it, but there’s something that I find cathartic about reading and printing or cutting out news articles and chronicling them in these binders. It makes it more permanent in my mind, more important.
    I usually pull Rachael’s notebook off the shelf in my makeshift library when I need inspiration. Her story is one that never disappoints. There is not so much as a whisper of impropriety. It’s filled with hard work, making good choices, and working behind the scenes to make her boss look good, instead of grabbing attention in the headlines. Even the other party has nothing bad to stay about Rachael Early except she’s one tough lady. I’m sure she takes that as a compliment.
    Today, I’ve opened the green binder for another reason. I am meeting the woman who inspired all of this . I look around the room, still awed at what we’ve built from the ground up. I wonder if she has any idea the impact her words had so many years ago on a lost twenty-three-year-old kid. From what I have seen of her career, I think she only sees her role in furthering President Jones’ initiatives and her huge impact on D.C. politics.
    I turn my wrist to check the time. One hour before I have to leave.
    I flip to the end of the binder, to the tab labeled gossip . I don’t read the celebrity magazines or any of that garbage, but I do follow the political galas, charity events, and fundraisers. This section holds the fluffy side of politics, but it’s just as important in the political chess game.
    The last picture that I’ve added is one of Rachael with Roan Perez. His hand is brushing against the small of her back on top of her conservative navy-blue cocktail dress. The hand looks uncomfortably out of place. A black fly in a glass of champagne. He wears a devilish grin and her smile seems to be strained—there’s a small crease between her eyebrows. There’s nothing wrong with this picture, but it makes me feel a bit sorry for Rachael. A man’s hand touching a woman should bring her comfort and reassurance, not cause stress.
    Rachael, Rachael, Rachael … what was going through your mind when this photo was snapped?
    I’m hoping that my instincts are correct and Roan is not someone that she is seriously dating. I mean, why else would