Lucky Hoves blinked hard looking at her computer screen, all those numbers on the yearly budget report were kind of blending in together after a whole morning of staring at it. She took a deep breath letting all the negative energy flow out of her, pushed a lock of her unruly hair out of her eyes getting herself ready to start over. On most days city council work was a lot more boring than she thought it would be and there were days, days like this one when she wanted nothing more then to throw herself unceremoniously on a couch and yell I give up.
But there was no giving up for Lucky, daughter of Jesse. She knew she was doing good, no matter how hard it got on some days, she managed to increase the town’s emergency budget and the pay of policeman and fireman and many other small things. People will always complain though and blame everything on the politicians, even the weirdest of things, like that meteor hit that took three lives, four if you count the little dog which Lucky always did.
But this would not stop Lucky, oh no. She was learning every day and she was surer than ever that this would not be her final post, no Lucky wanted more, she had always wanted more. She would make the whole world a better place as soon as the people choose her for its leader. And to get there she would go by step, that was how those things go she learned, you don’t just wake up to be Dina Caliente. Her next goal was to run for mayor next fall for which she knew she should better start campaigning immediately.
She sighed loudly willing herself to go back to work. She didn’t get a chance to go far however interrupted by the wail of the sirens she heard even trough her earphones. Being a cop’s daughter she recognized that it was a police car moving fast towards the town center. She held her breath as the sound came closer and closer…. Theirs was a peaceful town, real crime was rare yet her own father had been murdered, taken from the world by some criminal’s bullet, a harsh reminder that evil can hide behind even the most peaceful facade.
And now the evil might be back… Lucky thought as the sirens came so close she was sure she could see them trough the window. She rushed to it just as the police car parked behind the town hall and a lanky young man in civilian clothes stepped out. Lucky sighed as she recognised the man and returned to her seat waiting for him to come up.
She turned off her music and impatiently listened as he bartered with her assistant before the door of her office opened and he strolled in. He smiled widely, not taking his black hat off.
” Hey Lucky.” Her boyfriend greeted her taking a seat directly across of her.
“Hi Ahmed.” She replied holding back her irritation. Still his smile dropped.
“Not happy to see me?” He asked.
“It is the middle of the day, I am working.” Lucky said calmly.
“Well I am here to take you to lunch!” Ahmed exclaimed grinning again.
“In a police car? With the sirens on?” Lucky asked making her boyfriend laugh.
“I was in a rush.”
” You are a civilian.” She said harshly and Ahmed sighed.
“You’re a good girl Lucky but some things you just take so seriously… It is Mika’il’s car, he is off today so he is sleeping in and I had to get away love… That brat is driving me crazy… You know I once thought if only he learned to talk he would be more bearable…” He let out a long sigh. “So I wasted time teaching him to form words and now he is more annoying than ever. Ahmed what is that? Ahmed why is that? Who is that?” He concluded the rant in a mock child’s voice. “I hate kids!”
Lucky felt her smile melt and get replaced with a frown. “Don’t say that…” She said softly.
“Why? They are the worst believe me….” Lucky didn’t like the way the conversation was going. She and Ahmed were serious, she loved him, they were together since school. They were going to get married, everyone knew that, and kids were part of that deal, not right now of course, Lucky’s career still had a way to go but someday… She bit her lip to hold the brewing argument back. Ahmed will come around, there was still time…
“Is your mother still having a party this Friday?” She changed the subject abruptly.
“I guess.” Ahmed said with a shrug.
“Am I welcome?” She asked. Years back Lucky used to work for Posie Kerry, Ahmed’s mother but they had a falling out when Posie gave birth to Kenny, Ahmed’s little brother, the annoying brat Ahmed mentioned earlier. She refused to name the father creating a big scandal and her career was spiraling downwards when Lucky decided to jump ship and run for City Council herself.
“Of course you are welcome.” Ahmed said. “You are still my girlfriend.” Lucky smiled. There was no better place to start a political campaign than a party.
Ahmed was planning on taking her to the local diner for lunch. Lucky insisted they walk, she could not in clear conscience ride in a ‘borrowed’ police car. They hadn’t even gotten through the diner door when her phone rang.
Ahmed was not very happy when she told him she has to go back. “It is work…” She said trying to sound apologetic.
“Yeah? And that is more important than me?” He said annoyed. “You have your lunch break – take it.”
“I am really not sure…” Lucky said biting her lip. “We have this meeting and we have to prepare, I have gotten nowhere with the budget report…” Ahmed just glared at her and she had to sigh. “Fine. We’ll eat. Fast!” He smiled and took her hand leading her towards the diner door.
It wasn’t till much later, when Lucky headed home after a long day of meetings and budget proposals that she had time to think the state of her relationship. She did love Ahmed, she really did but things just weren’t as they used to be… It was different when they were both in school but now since she had started work, serious work, things had changed, she had changed and in a way he had not. He was not any different from the boy he was in high school… It was because he didn’t have a job, Lucky concluded. Not a real one at least, he was a poet and a photographer but he barely made any money from it… He could do so much more, he was smart, Lucky knew it, smarter than her even. So walking home she decided she was to do something about it…
/* I know it has been a while since I posted. AGAIN. I had this written and planned to take a few more screenshots and publish it last weekend but I was sick and then had a busy week at work… But here it is, the start of this rounds story line for the Hoves sisters, with very little screenshots. */
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