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for understanding, Marc,” BC says. “Hey, bartender,” he calls over. “Could I get a pint and an order of fish and chips?”
    “You got it!” he replies.
    “I’ll be over here, over in the corner,” BC tells him.
    BC ponders the pub and milks his ale, playing with his food for hours. More Edwards’s supporters arrive as the day goes on. By evening, the pub is full, but the mood is subdued, and the crowd oddly quiet, anticipating doom. By the time the media figure out that BC is in McGrady’s, he’s not the story anymore. The polls are closed, and Marc Edwards is the story.
    Edwards loses the election, and the Governorship of Lunar Prime, to Daniel McEntyre. Edwards makes the announcement to the crowd in McGrady’s.
    “Well, everybody, it’s happened,” Edwards says with a crooked smile. “Daniel McEntyre has won the race for Governor of Lunar Prime. And I have lost.”
    Edwards pauses, struggles a little to keep his composure. He looks up and continues.
    “I want to thank all of you for all your support. You’ve all been great! We’ve got a lot to be proud of!
    We all worked together to rebuild Lunar Prime…we did it! They can’t take that away, no matter what! I promise to work with Daniel McEntyre and his people as we begin the transition to a new administration.”
    Edwards looks around the room.
    “And I’d like to ask you all to be gracious and do the same. I know you will. Remember, we have work to do, until the inauguration. Let’s keep the place running well and do our best to see that all these changes go through smoothly. Thanks again, everybody. Thank you.”
    Edwards finishes with a sigh and steps back with his head down. One of his aides guides him over to a table to sit down as the crowd begins dispersing.
    March 24th, a day that will live in infamy…
    Well. Wonder how the new Governor McEntyre will like the new Vatican Mission? I’ll be sure to invite him over sometime soon for tea and crumpets...
    BC decides to head home to the Vatican Mission. He stops over to say goodbye to Edwards before he leaves.
    “Man, the people are morons, Marc. Pure and simple, they’re idiots. McEntyre’s a…”
    Edwards cuts him off. “He’s the governor now, BC,” Edwards says as he shakes his head, as if saying it makes it more real, more painful. “Or he will be, soon enough. You’ve gotta let bygones be bygones with him, BC, or he’ll evict you from your own mission!”
    “He can’t do that!” BC protests.
    “Sure he can, BC… I’m just saying… be careful, man. We’re at war; he can say it’s for Lunar Prime’s self-defense.” Edwards shakes his head again. He hardly looks up when he talks. “You’ve gotta play nice with him now, BC, I’m just trying to warn you for your own good.”
    “Well, thanks for that, Marc,” BC says, “I do appreciate it. And I do know that I’ve gotta try to get along with the guy. You’re right. That doesn’t make it any easier. And it doesn’t make me forget who he is… and who his friends are! This isn’t going to be fun.”
    “So sorry to ruin your fun,” Edwards says bitterly.
    BC frowns at his friend’s bitter barking. “Yeah. Guess it’s time to go. Sorry again about the election, Marc. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “Sure. Thanks.” Edwards mumbles. He looks down and contemplates the tabletop as BC turns and leaves the pub.
    The inauguration of Daniel McEntyre as Governor of Lunar Prime is scheduled for six weeks later, Monday, May 5th. When he gets back to his quarters, BC has all his calendars fill the date in, in solid black.
    Black Monday, indeed. Worst of all, I’ll be forced to attend the damn thing!
Chapter Three
    BC tries to visit Marc Edwards several times in April. Edwards claims to be too busy working on the transition to meet with him, but BC can hear the defeat in his voice over the com. BC finally gives up on calling and stops by the governor’s offices the weekend before the inauguration.
    “Marc?” BC says