SCARLETT “What was that about?” I inquired, buckling myself in. The election gate opened, he wheeled us out of there. “Nothing. Just appreciating the new mother in my life.” I gave him a suspicious look, but it would seem he wouldn’t tell me, no matter how many times I would ask or how far I’d push him for answers, so I left it be, focusing on our outing. “So where are we going?” “Like I said, to have fun.” “Don’t you think we should have informed the others? I mean, they might be wondering the kind of discussion we’re having that’s taking so long.” I rolled the tinted window glass down some to enjoy the fresh afternoon breeze caressing my face. The blur of buildings and lush canopies made whatever complaint I had about this outing before disappear. “One, it’s our conversation. We can talk for as long as we want to, it’s no one’s business. Two, I’m sure mom will tell them she saw us. She never misses an opportunity to break such news.” “Why am I not surprised.” I said
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