Wes would thank Stevie someday after
the election for encouraging and tutoring him. Right now she would be happy just
to see a spark of enthusiasm or excitement from the young man. But whenever she
was tempted to throw in the towel on Wes, she seemed to hear Dougie challenging
her: "Hang in there, Mom. He's just like me. He needs you." No way
could she ignore such a plea.
If all this were not reason enough to
stay with the campaign, there was Robert. Robert was the prototypical North
California man: committed, sensitive, principled. His good looks
and devastating smile don't hurt any, either, she thought,
smiling to herself as she relived their brief ride together to the lake a
couple of hours earlier. We even have the same taste in music, she mused. How refreshing
to ride in a car with someone who appreciates classical sounds instead of that
country twang that Jon's always listening to. As hard as
she tried not to, she could not help but wonder what direction their
relationship would take—and how far it would go—once the election was over.
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