Nine
Lulu shot him an outraged glance, as if he’d tricked her. “I thought we were celebrating our dropout-ness. Which, by the way, you haven’t said one word about. As your now unemployed campaign manager, I think I deserve some answers.”
“To clarify, you were never technically ‘employed.’ That would imply that I have a payroll and campaign funds, neither of which is true. Besides, I said it all at the debate.”
He adjusted his position on the rocks, so his back wasn’t leaning against such a sharp corner. He’d always loved this breakwater, which looked as if a horde of ogres had come through and stomped on every slab they could find. But despite Lulu’s suggestion, he didn’t normally bring dates out here.
But this wasn’t a “date” anyway. He wasn’t sure how he’d categorize it, or his relat
