The Genesis
For me writing about love in English is like kissing through a pillow. No matter how much feeling or energy it involves all you get is the dusty aftertaste of your own stupidity.
But I have to - because she does not read Cyrillic.
So now we are back to Amanda. She was not actually born. They (I mean the Rayburn Office’s janitors Jose and Carmensita) found her in an empty file box somewhere between the Reaganomic era and the Monica’s Nasty Blow period. Though underweight and toothless at that time she could already pronounce one word - “governance”. The janitors were amazed by this fact because neither of them could pronounce “governance” in one go.
“OK”, said Jose, “she looks smart. Perhaps even smarter than our Mr. President. This means that she could be a danger to America”.
So, they wrapped Amanda in a copy of The Declaration of Independence and sent her to Scotland - the hopeless and rocky and faraway land named after scotch on the rocks.