Chapter 2: Isabella… Just a Memory
He remembered every day he would see his wife, Isabella, pass this basket and grabbed a blueberry muffin with Peter and tell him how much she adored the blueberry muffin. Before she died, Peter didn’t care so much for the blueberry muffin, he just liked verity every morning. He would never have the same muffin twice in a row, and always strayed away from the blueberry muffin, maybe; he just didn’t care for it or his wife had loved it so much that he always left it for her.
But, as time passed on, so did she. When Isabella had passed away he was in misery about her going away. He didn’t eat for five days strait he was just locked in his room as Justin, the Vice President, took over.
One faithful day, Peter had the courage to get up and walk out his room. Not too many people wanted to talk to him mainly to do with the fact that he was so depressed that he did not use the restroom. As he wandered the halls of the white house he cried very loudly. Then he saw the muffin basket. Suddenly he stopped crying and looked at it. He saw the most beautiful thing, a blueberry muffin. He smiled and he wiped his eyes and took the muffin and bit into it. And from that point on he always ate the blueberry muffin.
Isabella had often been called, "Peter's trophy wife." Isabella was one of the most beautiful women that had ever stepped in the white house. She had perfect golden-brown skin that would glow in the sun. Her hair was long, silky, dark brown hair. Her smiles could make any man fall for her but, Peter had her (which was a heart breaker to any other man). She always wore suits that would show off her hour glass figure.
Isabella was never a vengeful person, unlike her husband. Never had she once yelled at Peter, her mother, her father, anyone. Isabella knew Peter since she was in kindergarten and loved Peter ever since she had met him. By the eighth grade, Isabella and Peter were going out, which was no surprise to everyone else. A few weeks after high school, Isabella and Peter got married. Soon after being married, Peter got off into politics.
For a while, Isabella and Peter seemed to drift off when Peter came into the world of politics. Never once did Isabella protest to her husbands job. She just lived day by day seeing her husban go into the presidental election. Sometimes Isabella would not see her husband for days maybe even weeks at a time giving speeches and doing everything that he could to be president.
Isabella had become sick a cupple of weeks after her husband had got into the white house. She was being treated as best she could but not one doctor could figure out what was wrong with her. All they could do was to hook her up to a life-staiting mashine. Peter had visted her every day even if he was half way around the world.
Weeks later, it was a slow night at the hosipital most of the doctors left early because there was no need for them, but that night they needed every doctor. A nurse came into Isabella's room and was replacing IB fulids from the empty bag to a fresh one. As she walked away she tripped over the wire that kept Isabella alive. Fearing for the nurse's job she quickly ran out of the room and drove off home without saying anything. Needless to say, Isabella died just a few minutes after the plug was accidently. No one had known that she was dead until the next morning. As for the nurse, she was never seen again.
