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Jack
It’s D-day. Decision day for the Downtown Development Committee. Dany’s father is here. Mr. Atler slaps him on the back as they chat about golf. Shawn’s here. He’s talking with Ms. Smith and looking self-assured.
For weeks I tried to contact Dany’s father to pitch my proposal, but he was always out of town on business and not returning calls. I sent emails and called his offices, I met with local engineers, builders, and every mover and shaker I could think of. Nothing came to fruition. So, I’m here to try one last time to convince the board of my vision, based on nothing but my hard work, passion, and the belief that I’m doing what’s right.
Shawn walks over and crowds my space.
“I have the votes. I’m going to win,” he says. He has a satisfied smile on his face.
I don’t doubt
