Page 92 of Tempting God

A week later, I stand in the living room of my newly furnished house. Hannah is at my side, looking around in awe.

“How is this possible?”

“My husband gets all the credit.”

“Greer, your house is lovely.” She wags her finger at me. “But you’re not going to get off that easy. I heard you were there when the big phone call took place.”

“I was.”

“I’m so jealous! I wanted to listen in, but this morning sickness is keeping me in the bathroom in the evenings.” She pauses. “Does that mean you’re going to the meeting next month?”

I huff out a laugh. “I wish.”

We sit on the couch and Hannah turns to me.

“You know, I wish I could be there, too. If the vote doesn’t go the way we want it to, maybe that’s something to consider?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know others have to feel the same way. If the men won’t see it our way, then we’ll have to show them.”

I smile. “I like the way you think.”

“How has everything else been going?”

We still haven’t told anyone I’m pregnant, so I say, “Good.”

“Are you looking for a job or just basking in your wedded matrimony, like the Brotherhood thinks we should?”

That makes both of us laugh.

I say, “I’m not looking for a job because we’ve been so busy with the campaign. I have been thinking about what I want to do when we win, though.”

“When you win? I like the manifestation.”

I snort. “I figure it can’t hurt.”

“So what do you want to do when you win the White House?”

“The First Lady is expected to have a cause. With HYPE, there were a lot of things I was passionate about, but I don’t feel like anything ever came out of those projects.”

“You have something in mind?”

I nod. “I think I want to focus on offering more resources for children who suffer from physical abuse.”

“That’s a really good idea, Greer.”

“I’m still toying around with the idea, trying to figure out how it will work.” I give her a wry smile. “I know firsthand that it’s a very complicated issue.”

“If I can help, let me know. It’s an issue close to my heart.” She pauses. “My mother and stepfather had no issues raising a hand at me when they felt like it.”

“I’m so sorry.”

She waves her hand. “Don’t be. I’ve learned to heal through therapy, though it might have been nice to have that option available sooner.”

“That’s what I mean.”

“Well, if anyone can figure it out, I believe it’s you.”

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