I sat on my desk and rubbed my eyes, it still being early in the day. At ten o’clock, the work day had only just begun. Yet I was already exhausted. Yesterday I had worked another late day in a long series of late days. Scratch that. A late day in a political term of late days.
Last week was New Year’s, which meant I was officially on the fifth and final year of my first term as mayor. Running in 20XX, I had won in a landslide as a Democrat candidate. The first one in 45 years, in fact. And I couldn’t be prouder.
See, I was what most people would call a ‘townie’. Born and raised in Fairfield, I only left the town when needed, despite having plenty of opportunities to leave. Hell, right after graduating from the community college here I was offered a scholarship at a prestigious academy for being valedictorian. I turned it down in favor of staying here.