His First Lady
“No, Garnar. I’m tired of seeing Esther ruin everything. It’s time someone stood up and said something! This event is a disaster!”
“I disagree,” says a calm, patient older man.
I lift my head in time to see Senator Hamilton step forward from the rest.
“I disagree wholeheartedly,” he continues. “I was just telling Mr. Carver who thoughtful this event is, down to including my favorite sandwiches and my love of nature. Did you know, Miss Owens, that the daisy is my favorite flower?”
Thea goes pale. She glances at Miles, like he’s going to save her.
“Mine too,” Miles says.