Life versus Politics

"If young Wes dies at the hand of this terrorist—God forbid—his death ranks up there with those who died defending America's freedom," Robert said confidently. "But Wes didn't volunteer for combat, Robert," Stevie argued. "He didn't even volunteer for his father's campaign. He was drafted, pressed into service. He should be at Berkeley right now working on his literature degree." Robert's eyes were sympathetic, but he did not waver. "Draftees die in combat too," he said. "So do civilians. It goes with the territory." Stevie shook her head. "I don't see how you can say that. I'm talking about a person here, someone I care about very much."

Robert reached over and covered her hand with his. It was the first time he had extended such a personal physical gesture to her, particularly in public. "I care about Wes too," he said, speaking to her in a way that made her feel as if everyone else had disappeared. If we compromise our campaign to save one life, the terrorist wins and everything that's right for North California and America is lost. The solution to this dilemma comes down to a simple matter of priorities: the sacrifice of one to save many. The senator understands this. The fact that the one being sacrificed is close to all of us doesn't diminish the validity of this priority."