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“Why did she have to pick me?” he said. “There's 100 Senators to choose from.”
After the driving range, Will was solidly in last place with no hope of catching up to his brothers. They ate lunch in the main lodge and headed over to the stables.
“Remember,” James said, “It’s not a competition.”
“That’s right,” Cindy, the stable manager, said. “If I catch you boys racing, you will never set foot in this stable again.”
“Roger that,” Eli said, with a smile.
Cindy hurried around getting each of them settled with a horse. She lectured them the whole time and called after them as they headed down the trail.
“So, she wants us to race?” Declan said.
“Yeah, I didn’t quite get that,” Eli said. “Was itraceornot race?”
“Pretty sure it was race,” Keene said, with a smirk.
They settled into the trail ride; Will was relieved that it was not a competition. He didn’t think his pride could take another brutal defeat.
“How’s school?” he asked Keene, who was riding beside him.
“Great,” he said. “I mean, it’s weird being famous on campus for being the brother of the President and having security.”
“Kinda cuts down on some of the fun,” Will said, thinking about his college days.
“Yes, seriously,” Keene said. “People are a little afraid to be normal around me or they are sucking up to me. I’ve found a small circle of good friends though.”
Will nodded. When he was in college, they were struggling to make ends meet. He was taking classes, working a night shift job, and watching his younger siblings. He didn’t have a typical college experience; not that he was bitter. He was so proud of what they had all accomplished together.
James had adopted all of the foster siblings when their beloved foster mom died. Momma V had made them a family, and they were determined to stay that way. Will and Zadie were teenagers; James was in his early twenties. They had taken on a lot together.
While he was in college, he worked for James’ first start-up. It took off, and they were able to sell it for millions. He immediately helped his brother start another company. It was even more successful. By the time he was twenty-five, he had enough money to retire, but he wanted to go to law school and was accepted into Harvard Law.
He’d studied law because he wanted to make a difference. He knew how hard life could be for millions of Americans, and he wanted to help fix the system.
This was exactly why Liv’s attacks on him pestered him so much.
How dare she question his motives? He wasn’t just in this for re-election. She was right that he was rich enough to retire and go live on an island with a supermodel if he wanted, but he didn’t want that. He deeply cared about the people he represented, and he’d done a lot of good work - not that Liv Dalton was paying attention to any of those things.
God, it drove him crazy, and now he had to keep working with her.
“You gotta let it go, bro,” Declan said, as he rode up beside Keene and Will.
“Easier said than done,” Will said. “I know you live the surfer life, and can just Hakuna Matata through life or whatever, but I can’t.”
“Hakuna Matata,” Keene laughed. “That’s a weird reference.”
Declan started singing.
“Oh, god - no, please don’t let him sing,” Eli called from in front of them.
Will started laughing.
“You’re a terrible singer,” Keene said.
Declan shrugged.
“So, Declan, where’s your next adventure going to take you?” Will asked.
