in spite of all the confusing rules, and my fear of making a mistake, I loved it. It was a place where laws changed and problems were fixed. And not just on paper, but for people—like the ones I had met door knocking. Yes, politics had a hand in the poverty I had seen all those years ago in Murupara, but I felt sure Parliament was also one of the only places that could fix it. But that conviction also made it a chapter that was harder to close. An internship does not a career make, I reminded myself as I stuffed clothes into a suitcase. There were so few jobs in politics, and even then, what
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