"Your family is quite something," Emily fastened her seat belt as Justin started the car. They left the Evans family home just a minute ago, and the last words of Mr. Pitcher and Teresa were still in her ears.
The elder Evans gave her a list of disciplines that she must master in the coming year, in order to then run for President. Emily didn't quite know if he was joking or not, but she noted the recommendations on the phone.
Teresa Evans gave a brief instruction and list of ingredients for her special meat stew and said she would call her to arrange a practice. She added that Emily can come at any time, and not necessarily with Justin.
She could now do whatever she wanted in their family. And not necessarily with Justin.
For a moment, Emily felt like a half-sister, and the boss was Cinderella - they were treated so differently. Evans, however, did not seem to care.