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despair. As oppressively hot as the day had been, once the sun had set, Kate felt the desert chill descend on the valley. California cold was a different kind of cold from the East Coast, one that she hadn’t gotten used to, even though she had been away from Philadelphia for 15 years now. She straightened her shawl and hugged her arms to warm herself before sliding into the driver’s seat. Still, she couldn’t warm up. It wasn’t the air but her daughter’s words, or the fear of what she would do if she lost, that chilled her. She’d worked so hard, talking to different parents, trying to convince them that the current PTA president was taking the school in the wrong direction. The thought of not winning made her feel ill. She’d come too far. A bad smell filled the car. Kate opened the vents. “Why do you want to be president at such a sucky school anyway? Who cares? Yuck. What’s that smell? Gross! Liam, did you fart? Disgusting!” “Sterling! Enough!” When Kate shouted, Liam jumped. He hated argument — not that Kate felt she had much to argue against other than her daughter’s insolence. Sterling was right. West Reseda Elementary was not a good school. The federal government, or the “feral”


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