As Miles heads onto the campaign trail, I go along with him. By day, I watch him give his speeches. By night, we fall into hotel beds together, sweaty and sated. It’s a good existence.Miles’s charisma is back, and he easily charms anyone he talks to. Having Selena at the campaign rallies, opening f
With my phone pressed to my ear, I listen to it ring. Around me, the hospital hallway is busy, nurses and doctors hurrying around, going about their business. Standing outside of Thea’s room, I watch my parents worry as they watch her in her bed. I’m worried too, which is why I’m so desperate
“It will be okay, honey,” Mom says. Dad stands stoic nearby. Watching them near the doorway, I feel a bit like an outside looking in at my own family. I wrap my arms around myself and stay where I am, afraid to come too close and intrude on this moment. I stay there a few moments, before Thea fa
On my way back to the hospital, I think over and over what I might tell my parents and Thea. Engaged to a candy empire heiress, Garnar has no reason to accept my father’s pitiful sum. There’s really no way to spin this. Garnar is not going to return to Thea’s life no matter what Dad offers. I gu
No. I’m not abandoning my sister. She and the baby are fine; she just needs to relax. She told me I could get back on the trail with Miles. She already has Mom and Dad hovering around her. Would another person truly help? “If something else happens, I will come back,” I tell them. “I’m not disappe
As the primary election day draws nearer, Miles and I return to DC to help prepare for the big day. At the office, the vibe in the office is tense. Even I feel filled with uneasy nerves. This is the first real hurdle in Miles’s campaign. We have a lot of support but there’s no guarantee. If Miles
“Right. Of course.” As I hurry back down the hall, humiliated, I try to convince myself that I won’t be cringing about this encounter for the rest of my life. Somehow, I don’t quite convince myself. I drive to my parents’ house. Before I even finish parking in their wraparound driveway, I see th
I’m worried about Thea, but knowing our parents are unlikely to mistreat her, I pull myself back into my car and force myself to drive away. There’s nothing I can do if Mom won’t let me see her. I hope she at least knows that I tried to come and visit. Maybe it wouldn’t make a difference. Maybe ou