“It has been a productive transition, Admiral,” I replied calmly.
“I heard the Pentagon is thrilled with your recent strategic report,” he added with a nod.
The Admiral wasn’t just being polite; he was acknowledging my rank and my career in front of everyone. The woman who “couldn’t hack it” was actually one of the highest-ranking officers in the room.
The emcee stood frozen at the podium, and Gladys looked like she was searching for an exit. Admiral Harrison eventually walked to the stage to greet my father with professional respect.
“Robert, you must be incredibly proud of what your daughter has achieved,” the Admiral said.
My father shook his hand slowly, his eyes still fixed on me in total disbelief. “Yes, sir,” he managed to whisper.
Gladys rushed forward, trying to salvage the moment with her usual sugary tone. “Admiral, what a wonderful surprise! I am Gladys, and we are just so happy Andrea could take a break from her little job to be here.”
Admiral Harrison’s eyes hardened as he looked at her. “Her ‘little job’ involves the national security of this country, ma’am.”