Imagine you going to Dallas with your husband after the death of your guy's son Patrick.

November 22nd, 1963

Mrs. Kennedy. We need to take the president now," The Nurse said.

You watch them.

Mrs. Kennedy. You can't go back there ," Clint said as he grab you.

You look at him

Do you want to change mrs.kennedy?

No. Just give me something that I can wipe my face ," You told them.

Here you go mrs.kennedy ," Clint said as he hands you a wipe .

Thank you ," You said before you wipe the blood off your face.

One hour later.

Mrs.Kennedy.

Yes," You said as you stand up.

Your husband is going to be ok. The bullet missed his head by an inch," The Nurse said.

Can I see him," You asked.

Yeah," The Nurse said.

You walk inside his room and see that he was fast asleep.

I'm so happy that you are ok," You mumbled.

What happen," Jack asked as he looked at you.

You were shot in the parade," You said with a sad smile.

Is that my blood on you , " Jack asked as he gave you a sad smile.

Yes but I'm not worried about that bc you are safe and alive," You said as you smiled at him.

I'm sorry for scaring you," Jack said as he gave you a sad smile.

I was scared but I'm just so happy that you are alive," You said as you smiled at him.

I want to get out of this nut country, " Jack mumbled.

We can leave now bc you are the president," You said with a sly smile.

I'm ready to go back to Washington," Jack mumbled as he walks up the stairs into the plane.

Me too," You sighed.

Never visiting this nut country again , " Jack sighed.

I agree.I almost lost you today," You said with a sad smile as you lay your head on his good shoulder.

They failed, " Jack said with a sly smile as he runs his fingers threw your hair.

Yeah they did," You said with a sly smile.