What did people say about expectations? Ah, right. I remember now. More often than not, you end up disappointed. Case on point with Ezia's plan.
The summer heat I was all too familiar with sent me sweating while I hauled off box after box of books from the truck. My sleeves were rolled up to my elbows, and I'd long ditched the coat I had earlier. It still wasn't enough to cool me down.
The rest of my staff worked diligently to offload the materials. I watched my people set up our mobile library for the day. It was a simple tent with shelves of books and a medium-sized area for teaching later. Our target beneficiaries were out-of-school youth in an orphanage.
Ezia sauntered next to me and raised her chin up. "Move faster, Mr. Governor Heir. We're running out of time." Her tone was callou
