“Ryan has asked me to marry him.”
“What? But you’re only 19,” Jim protested.
“So?”
“And Ryan is much older than you.”
“So?”
“And he’s standing for election.”
“So?”
“So he’s a politician. You can’t trust anyone who wants to be a politician.”
“You should enter politics. I hear the assembly needs an education minister.”
“I’m regional chairman of the foreign heritage society and even that election was fixed. The corruption disgusts me,” Jim sighed. “So you want our permission to marry, do you?”
“We’re not asking for your permission.”
“You are going to get married whether or not we like it, is that it?”
“No.”
“What is it then?”
“We are already married.”
“What? When? You didn’t invite us? You didn’t even tell us!”
Annabel was shocked.
“I knew you would have complained.”
Jim was
