I nodded. “Exactly. It’s really disruptive, and I think a lot of people in town have just gotten used to it and accepted it.” I sat back. “Anytime discussion about upgrades would come up at town hall meetings, they’re shrugged off as too expensive, too much work.” I squeezed my napkin in my hand, frowning. “That doesn’t feel good enough to me, so I’m doing something about it.” Scott was listening intently, and I could see that he was trying to stay neutral. “I know you’re in a position where you feel that you can’t get involved with the election, and I’m not asking you to. I don’t know your relationship with Isaac. All I know is that any work on our electrical grid will be using your tradespeople. These won’t be short employment stints where they’re back looking for work in a couple weeks.
