“I’m going to take over Father’s seat on the council.” I must have misheard. “What?” “I’m going to take over Father’s seat on the council.” Nope, I heard correctly. “Did Father…die?” Owen tilts his head. “Do you think I would neglect to inform you if Father died? Actually, I could see myself doing that. No, Father is alive. But I am in disagreement with many of his decisions of late. Many. I think I could do better, and I decided to make a bid for his seat. I’d love your support.”
