One Year Later
Forest Park
St. Louis, Missouri
BETHANY HATED TO BE in the spotlight. She despised it. She shook her head as she listened to the City Treasurer begin to speak from up on the dais. She mentally shook herself too, preparing for whatever battle was sure to come. Maybe not today, but it would come.
“Our campaign has been a long one,” the Treasurer was saying. “But, finally, we’re nearing the end.”
The small crowd of a few hundred people that had gathered cheered. Bethany remained stoic.
“We’ve been raising the money we needed to move this monument one dollar, sometimes five dollars, at a time. When we were more than $20,000 dollars away, I felt like we were never going to get there. When we were $15,000 dollars away, I started to see a little glimmer of hope. When we were
