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philosophy degree from UCLA. “I have needs,” he told Kate, as if sex, like cerebral palsy, was an affliction. Kate was relieved to see him go. He’d become a constant reminder of the things she could no longer do, like auditing the political science class at Cal State that met twice a week in the evenings, or deciding on Friday morning to go to San Francisco for the weekend. “I’m not going. None of my friends have to go to school at night. Why do I?” “Because you’re the lucky kid whose mom is running for PTA president. That’s why.” Kate felt her stomach contract. She knew she wanted to win but hadn’t realized how badly. “I can’t believe this! I’m calling Dad!” Sterling stood up. Liam jumped when she smacked her chair against the table hard. “Where’s the phone?” Kate almost preferred when her daughter was taciturn to this. She got jackets for all of them and handed one to Sterling and helped Liam on with his. She grabbed two fluorescent placards by the door that read “Mom for President!” and slid them into the nook between Liam’s arm and the chair. “Mom!”


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