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Thirty One - Campaign

The walk to City Hall was quick, and I nodded to the receptionist before stepping into my father's office. I could see the park out his window. There were some dogs playing in the grass with their owners sitting on a bench and a family having a picnic, even though the storm had barely passed. My father sat behind his desk, one hand to his forehead and the other around a crumpled piece of paper.

I shut the door and he looked up. "Luna, thank God. I could really use your help."

"Is everything okay?" I asked, sitting in the seat before his desk.

"Not quite, I'm very stressed, as you can tell. I thought you might be able to help me go through some of these papers. They're about my campaign funding."

"Sure, no problem. Happy to help."

He handed me a stack of papers and I started going

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