The General Didn’t Look At My Sister

after proper resubmission. If not, it won’t.”

Abigail nodded once.

Too stiff.

He looked at me. “Ms. Brooks, I appreciate your work today.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Then he stood. “I’ll return to the ballroom briefly, offer congratulations on a fine evening, and say nothing further. What this family does in the next fifteen minutes is up to them.”

With that, he continue reading …