Chapter 130 May The Best Candidate Win

• The evening of the fundraising gala, Elva and I changed into our glistening golden dresses and waited in the parlor with the other candidates for Nathan to come and bring us to the event.
• We stood near Susie for a while, but she was distracted. She had prepared notecards for her pitch, as well as some responses to questions she might be asked. She read through them aloud, over and over.
• “I’ll hide them up my sleeve if I have to,” she said, when I asked her about them.