Shaken though the arrival of Max's medical records had left her, Lucy couldn't pretend like she didn't still have a wedding to plan, no matter how reluctant she was to go forward with some of it. He wasn't going to be there, plain and simple, and she had to deal with that. It might have felt more than a little wrong, especially to be making ( Read more... )

These days, having time to herself was something of a rarity. Lucy could be nothing but grateful for whatever impulse had made her decide not to run for Council again; there was no way she'd have been able to handle it, and for her to say so as someone in the habit of pushing herself to the breaking point, taking on as much as she could, was no ( Read more... )

Though she didn't yet have all ten signatures required to actually run for council, it was close enough that Lucy had decided to get a head start in writing her speech. It was better to be prepared for no reason, after all, than wind up with not enough time on her hands, and one name ought to have been easy enough to come by. Maybe she didn't ( Read more... )