Queen Move (All the King's Men, #3)

by Kennedy Ryan

Neither of my parents really know what it’s like to live here as me. To look around and see no one who looks like you. To live with the stares and questions about “what I am.”

“What is it about then? Tell me.” “It’s about…the people.” “What about them?” “I…well, I want to help them, of course.” “Help them how? Tell me their issues. Tell me their problems. What’s the average income for people in that district? How are the working poor faring? Graduation rate? Voter suppression is rampant. What do you plan to do about it?” “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why are you attacking me?” “Attacking you?” I suck my teeth. “Boy, please, you ain’t ready. If you think this is an attack, try being in a debate, a hostile interview.

“They’re not married,” Noah interjects. “Mommy says marriage is a social construct like gender and race.”