An American Fantasy

Joe Biden approached the podium. Adjusting the microphone, he pulled something from his pocket and placed it on the lectern. Secret service personnel quickly moved toward the stage.

"Stay," Biden said into the mike and they held their position. He began his speech.

"My fellow Americans, today I was informed of a fact that I already knew to be true."

The crowd sat silent as Secret Service personnel began to fidget. One reached to his ear, leaning forward, and cast his eyes left and right.

"Do it," Dr. Jill Biden murmured to herself.

"Today I learned that I am a medically-created clone of the true, late Joe Biden," he continued. "It is my fault…"

Reaching to the lectern, he grabbed the gun and placed it to his temple.

"…that America is broken. I'm so sorry, Beau. He loved you."

Secret Service personnel stormed the stage as Joe Biden pulled the trigger and ended his short-lived life.

Jill lowered her head and smiled wickedly.