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I frown at him, confused. So, he obliges me with an explanation.
“You see, Fay,” Kent says, unfolding his arms and looking down at his desk. “Your father changed the game tonight, and you let him
do it.”
He takes a handful of change from his pocket and scatters it on
the desk. I look between him and the money, confused. Then he slides one penny forward out of the mix.
“The only thing that was protecting you in this world, Fay,” Kent
continues, “was your engagement to Daniel. As a soon–to–be member of my family, you had my protection.”
He takes two quarters, placing them next to the penny, blocking
the penny off from the rest of the change.
“But,” he continues, “tonight your father opened the opportunity
for you to show the world where your allegiance lies. And, in
leaving Daniel behind,” he moves the penny around the quarters
so that it mingles again with the rest of the cash on the table,
“you’ve left yourself open. For anyone else to claim, should they
wish it.”
I stare at the cash on the table, realizing, suddenly, the
seriousness of what happened tonight.
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“You see, Fay,” Kent continues, picking up a little dime and
holding it towards my face. “Your dad, in this world? He’s not a
penny like you, but he’s small shakes. And he’s getting weaker. I
want him on my side, because he has resources I’d like to use.”
Kent puts the dime back on the table, mixing it with the rest of coins. “But,” Kent continues, “Alden’s trading you,” he slides the penny to sit next to the dime, “to the highest bidder. For his allegiance. Seeing if he can get a bigger fish than me to bite.”
I look up into Kent’s eyes, then, understanding.
“Ivan is that fish,” I say quietly.
Kent nods and I look back down at the desk, the money scattered
there.
“I’ll let you think on it, Fay,” Kent says quietly. “About where your
allegiances lie. About where it is that you want to be in this world.”
I don’t look at him then, but I hear his footsteps cross the room. Hear him open the door, hear it close behind him.
I stare, instead, at the coins on the desk. I reach forward to touch. the penny, thinking deeply about where it is that I do want to be.
Again, I’ve greatly misunderstood and miscalculated the complicated politics of this world. A party is never just a party, and
I’ve again fallen into that trap.
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One thing in Kent’s little metaphor doesn’t quite add up.
I reach out, picking up the little shiny penny that represents me, my eyes glancing at my million–dollar engagement ring as I do.
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If all of these men are going through all of this effort to figure out where I land, then I’m certainly not a one–cent piece. I’m certainly
not the least valuable coin on the table.
And everyone – Kent, my father, Ivan, Daniel even they all want me to think that I am, that I am some penny or some pawn.
But what I’m starting to realize, through all of this, is that I’m worth much more to them, and to myself, then they’d like me to believe.
After all, if a pawn crosses the entire chess board…she becomes a
queen.
I smirk, slipping my penny into the pocket and quietly leaving the room. I head upstairs to bed, not bothering to say goodnight to
anyone.
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