The next Saturday was Kensuke’s birthday. Erika had taken him and Jesse down to register to vote the day before. Kensuke could have done it a year ago, but never had. Jesse was quite excited to be able to cast his very first presidential ballot in 2016.
“People are saying the upcoming election is shaping up to be one of the most important in history,” he said. “My Social Studies teacher also said it’s going to be very divisive.”
“Could be,” Erika feared.
“No matter how it turns out, I’m going to stay involved,” Jesse told her. “I’ll march for men, women, gays, lesbians, transgender people, kids, animals, better schools, separation of church and state, immigrants…anyone who’s being treated wrong.” He had that new voter energy and a belief one person could change the world at a time when
