It was a strange thing, at the age of forty-three, to be granted the right to vote simply because her husband had died. There hadn't been any occasion until now, but since she had the opportunity, she wasn't going to be stupid enough to waste it.

It just so happened that one of the candidates was her friend's husband, and so she'd made a point to attend one of the events that she was allowed to go to to see what it was he had to say. Fortunately she'd run into Sina first. It had been a long while since she'd seen the other woman, too long, but that was how it was when she was walking on eggshells the entire time.

"Will being the minister's wife suit you, darling?" She teased as she sidled up to Sina on the outskirts of the the room. Mr. Dempsey didn't exactly seem to be in his element, but doing well enough.