“Very. Smart, too.”
“Pretty?”
“That’s an understatement.” I grin.
“Previously married?” Her gaze sharpens.
I shake my head.
“Children?”
I shake my head again.
“Where is her family from?”
“Ghana.”
She raises an eyebrow a pleased smile tugs her mouth. “That’s a first. What does she do?”
“She’s a journalist.”
As expected, she winces. “Oh God, Kwame. Of all things?”
I laugh at her dramatic words. “She’s the good kind.”
She sighs and shakes her head. “We will see when he comes for the party and you can introduce them.”
“We’ll see.” If she’s still talking to me.
“I actually spoke to your father too. Ugh. This thing.” She hisses and glares at her smartwatch.
“Excuse me. I have to take it off. It’s so distracting.” She hurriedly unfastens the watch strap and lays it on the table.
I’m instantly on alert.
I know Alice’s tells the way she knows mine. She gets physically uncomfortable when she has to relay news from my father to me.
Resigned, I cut to the chase. “What did he say, Alice?”
The beat of silence that follows makes me wish I hadn’t asked. “Just tell me.”
“He wants you to consider running for office. He’s going to talk toyou about it when he gets here. I just…want to give you a heads-up.”
I roll my eyes and laugh. “Okay, he can expect whatever he wants, but this isn’t the Middle Ages. My mother asked us to try to get to know each other. And all he’s done is send me on errands and skip town.”
“I know. You don’t have to do anything that isn’t what you want. I just wanted to tell you what he said so you’d be prepared. I’m Switzerland when it comes to you and your father. I love you both. I’m just the messenger.”
I soften my expression and nod. “I know. Thank you.”
“What about running for office? Will you consider it?”
“Absolutely not.” I’m unequivocally opposed to the idea. “I’m applying for a job. Back with the government.”
She purses her lips and nods. “I knew this was coming.”
“That’s not all.”
She hums and raises her eyebrows as if surprised. “What else?”
