The Candidate

A volunteer in a pick-up truck interrupts his daydream, swerving around the corner and stopping at the curb. Inside the cab hangs a clean dress shirt, neatly pressed, for Suarez to don before the next event, a small fundraiser at the Spanish restaurant Malaga. The mayoral hopeful removes the shirt from the hanger and buttons it as he hops into the passenger seat. "We'll do lunch!" he calls out as he's driven off, still entranced by visions of himself soaring ever higher.