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“I’m more worried about the next few months if he doesn’t lose,” I replied. He most definitely would not take it lying down.
And it was as if God himself heard me and wanted to laugh as the chairmen called for the votes.
“And the votes are 154 to 153. The no-confidence fails.”
It was like this bastard has nine lives. I knew it. I couldn’t even bring myself to enjoy it more because I knew he’d managed to escape this.
“Oh dear.” My mother exhaled and looked at me. “He will blame you for this and come at you now even harder than before.”
“I didn’t do a thing.”
Odette scoffed. “Even I, who barely understands, knows how embarrassingly you damaged him. Even though he survived today, he’s going into the election with half the country against him, half his party against him, and the king against him.”
“I am not against anyone; he is the head of the government in my name. I wish him well on behalf of all our people,” I said it like a rehearsed line, and both of them gave me a look for it because they could see right through me. “It’s true.”
“Gale,” my mother said gently. “Be careful of people who are underdogs…and that is what he is. Right now, this might backfire.” She had a point, but I didn’t want to let it show it bothered me.
“I’ll keep it in mind,” I told her before looking at Odette as she checked her phone. “What is it?”
“They finally finished all the preparations for the King and Queen of Bhutan.”
“Oh, I wish you could go there,” my mother said gently. “I loved my trip with your father.”
“After the birth, they are our first stop on our world tour next year…that is, if she doesn’t end up pregnant again,” I teased, causing her to glare at me.
“Do I look like a baby-making machine?” she asked.
I grinned. “I don’t think I can answer that question with my mother present.”
“Odette, please eat some vegetables!” my mom yelled at me through the phone. “Every time I see you, it is either ice cream or chocolate.”
“It’s fruit!” I said defensively.
Only for her to give me the look.
“I can’t help it.” I sighed, tossing the chocolate-covered melon back onto the tray. Everyone had left me in the living room, and I thought I could finally eat without the stares. “I swear, I feel like a human garbage disposal some days. Not that I’m complaining about being pregnant, but…it’s not easy.”
“Yes, I know. Wait till you get to the birth part, then the real party begins.” She laughed, and it was only then that I notice she was…
“Mom, are you working out?” I said, seeing the sweat on her forehead and chest. She looked like she was on a bike. “You are! Oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you work out in…well, ever.”
“Excuse you, I do yoga,” she snapped back.
“Mom, you stretching for ten minutes in the morning is not yoga. What brought this on? I’ve been asking you to take care of yourself like this since I was sixteen.”
“Don’t worry about me! Worry about you and my grandbaby…oh no, I do not like any of these grand terms. It makes me feel old. I’m going to have to think of something for your child to call me.”
I looked in closer to the camera. “Did you find more grays in weird places again? Is that what this is about?”
“Odette!”
There was a laugh…a male laugh somewhere off-camera, and my eyebrow rose.
“You are not alone, Mom?” I tried not to smile.
“So I’m thinking of coming to stay with you in late September or early October. How is your schedule looking?”
“Other than the baby stuff, fine. It’s funny, I was supposed to—wait, we can talk freely with your…guest hearing me?” I had a feeling I knew who it was, but I wanted to hear her say it.
