Chapter 3
“I’m sorry.” I took Mickey’s hand. He let me. “I just assumed…”
“We were richer than Bill Gates? I thought so, too, back when we were kids.” Mickey mentioned dropping out of law school about three days into his first week of classes and spoke of working hard to make ends meet ever since. “I got a settlement in the divorce…something rather sizable, because of Violet. It gave me a down payment and a few months on the mortgage for all this. My parents cosigned, but with no job prospects since I’m back…Horses aren’t exactly cash cows, Junk.” The smile Mickey tried failed miserably. “There aren’t that many riders around here anymore to board and groom for.”
“Oh.” I handed off the candy cane, so I could slip back into my shirt.
“I worked at a law firm in Jersey, even without the de
