Chapter 4“So did you see the results?” Hailee asked as she twisted her face in mock-horror. “I can’t believe it, right?”
“Hmm.” Olive Forrester barely looked up from behind her computer. She’d arrived at Hailee’s supervisory meeting nearly fifteen minutes late. In that time span, Hailee had paced the hallways, checked her calendar three times to be sure she wasn’t wrong in penciling Olive in, and then emailed Olive once. After that was done, the remaining ten minutes were spent agonizing over the choices that the judges for the Pink and Blue Book Awards had made for their semi-finals.
“I mean, one of the books in the fiction category is just there for politics. A bi trans man with a persecution complex. Of course, I’m all for diversity, but this character was so poorly written and constr
