CHAPTER 25
“No, I’m not upset he asked for my opinion,” Kennedy tried to explain. “I’m upset because he kind of has a point.” She was backstage helping Sandy set up before all the kids arrived for their pageant rehearsal.
Kennedy had spent the day at her parents’ new home in Medford, lounging around, reading books for pleasure again instead of for class, and trying hard to stay calm even with the news about the secretary of state’s upcoming trip to Pyongyang. Still, it was different than when she’d usually spent her school breaks at the Lindgrens’. She hadn’t realized that having her parents in town would also mean seeing less of her pastor and his family.
Sandy propped the manger on the stage. “So, tell me again exactly what it is that you’ve been thinking over. Because I hate to admit
