Chapter Seventeen
“I’m sorry? What did you say?” Lexi asked, struggling to make sense of what she just heard.
“I want you to run for mayor,” Amy repeated.
Lexi looked over her shoulder, around the kitchen, and ultimately to Lydia, who was still perched next to the counter, but with a bemused expression on her face, now. “You mean me? Are you sure?”
“Absolutely. You’re young. You’re smart. You’ve had a career in the big city and returned home.”
“Yeah, because I got sacked.”
“Well, we can leave that part out,” Amy answered, growing more excited by the minute. “You understand the environmental impacts, and you come from one of Prairie’s oldest families. People respect you.”
“I don’t know about that,” Lexi hedged. “They respect my mom and dad.”
“And they know that the Grace name stands
