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humanity as a whole, and yourself, to think things over and give things a chance. I ask that you at least spend some time living at my residence. After a while, once you can imagine living there full-time, happily raising a child, or several, in the most spacious, comfortable residence in the nation, maybe you’ll decide that my proposed business arrangement doesn’t sound like such an off-putting one after all.”
    “I’ll agree to stay at your residence for the time being because I don’t think I have anywhere else to go.”
    It was true. The only other people I knew in Beaumont City were Dr. Moore and Martha, and Dr. Moore was soon leaving, and as for Martha, I had no idea if she had space at her place for a guest, or if she’d even be willing to accept one.
    Trevor dipped his head in a nod with his stern expression softening just a bit, clearly pleased. “Fair enough. I’ll be back to take you to your new home later today, then.”
    “Oh, and Veronica, too, right? Don’t forget about her.”
    I’d forgotten about her, actually, until right that moment, when she’d popped into my head for some reason.
    Trevor heaved a sigh, giving me a look similar to one a person might give an unreasonable child. “Yes. And Veronica. I’m a pragmatist, Savannah. My goal is to have as many children as possible, as that’s what’s best for this nation, and my legacy.”
    “Pragmatist? The way you look at things, sometimes you strike me as a robot.”
    I could see muscles working in his clenched jaw, and I wondered if I’d went too far. He was the commander-in-chief of the entire nation, after all, and I knew he surely wasn’t used to being dished out a bit of sass. I wasn’t sorry, though. I was getting the feeling that in my former life, I’d been the type of woman who’d always spoke her mind, and I didn’t want that to change now. I didn’t see why it should have to, no matter Trevor’s official title. I may not have been commander, but I was a human being, and I felt entitled to let my thoughts and feelings be known. And considering the circumstances, and some of the things Trevor had said, I even felt entitled to let my thoughts and feelings be known with a bit of sass.
    Other than a moment grinding his teeth, he didn’t even acknowledge my robot comment, though. He just began heading over to the door, finally letting his arms fall from his chiseled chest. “I’ll be back later today.”
    Then he was out the door and gone.
    After shutting the door and locking it, I went in the bathroom and took a shower, then untangled my hair and dried it, and then dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals that someone, I could only guess Betty, Martha’s replacement nurse, had left on my bed. It was only then that I opened the door, and my “sensitive little ears,” as Trevor had called them, were immediately assaulted by loud, high-pitched laughing coming from somewhere out in the hall, maybe from another room. The laughter was immediately followed by someone speaking just as loudly.
    “Well, with muscles like that, maybe you could!”
    More laughter. Veronica’s. It had been her voice I’d heard, the same voice I’d heard calling Dr. Moore and Martha bitches. And though, being that I was just getting in on the conversation, I had no idea what she was talking about, I could somehow just tell who she was talking to . Trevor. A low, quiet chuckle in response to Veronica’s continued laughter confirmed this.
    I wasn’t sure, but I thought his chuckle had seemed a bit weak, as if he was just being polite. As Veronica started talking again, though in a quieter voice, making me unable to catch what she was saying, I stood at one side of the doorway listening, intensely curious to hear if Trevor would chuckle again, and if so, if it would sound genuine or weak. But within a few seconds, when Veronica began laughing again, I abruptly shut my room door.
    “Why do I even care?”
    I had no idea why I was acting as if I