Hanging up with my attorney, I sighed in frustration. Hannah was continuing to get a response from the photographers and the media because of her family’s name. It didn’t help that my mother was making comments that she thought I needed to forgive Hannah and try to see things from her point of view. She said she had made mistakes herself when she was younger.
“Sir, are you ready?” Garret asked.
“Yeah. Is the limo ready?”
“Yes, and I took the liberty of setting up a few notes for when you walk the red carpet tonight.”
“Thanks, how are the polling numbers looking?”
“The numbers are going up. Even with the scandal Hannah is trying to drum up, the women love you and the guys want to hang out and have a beer with you. The problem is the older crowd in the rustbelt. You’re looked at as youn
