Lisa takes a swallow of her tea without tasting it really, just the heat and the sweet burn down her throat. It's bracing. She lets out a sigh.
"There was no right choice. They didn't want money." She has a better sense of what money means to people less fortunate than her than, say, Liam, but that doesn't mean it's much more than trivial to her. "They wanted me to back down and leave the city to them, or I would never see him again." Historically she has not been pleased when her efforts are barred from a city. Much of America is unkind to efforts like her company's.
I refuse to live like that, her financee had said. Lisa has an unpleasant feeling that the sentiment, for all that she had loved him, is not mutual.
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"There was no right choice. They didn't want money." She has a better sense of what money means to people less fortunate than her than, say, Liam, but that doesn't mean it's much more than trivial to her. "They wanted me to back down and leave the city to them, or I would never see him again." Historically she has not been pleased when her efforts are barred from a city. Much of America is unkind to efforts like her company's.
I refuse to live like that, her financee had said. Lisa has an unpleasant feeling that the sentiment, for all that she had loved him, is not mutual.