#CHAPTER 128: Workers United
Sarah POV
The press conference for the establishment of a miners’ union at the Abrigan Mine was held in the legislative building. As I was expected to speak, Lainey had introduced me to her “rock,” a stylist name Chris Bonsei, who evidently knew “every look under the sun and even more under the moon.”
Chris and I had talked at length, and we eventually went to a boutique I’d never even knew existed just named Chic. Inside, I pretty much instantly fell in love with the place. There were no racks of different sizes, just mannequins (and to my surprise, the occasional live model) wearing complete outfits that could be bought in any size with or without the accessories.
After being handed a flute of champagne, I sat as Chris selected three choices, two on mannequins and one on a live model, which were all brought before me.
“All of these say ‘I care, I don’t waste my money, and I mean business,’ which I think is just the right note for this, as you said you agree with,” Chris said.

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