24 NoraThe leather soles on Nora’s sandals slapped the broad sunwashed sidewalk. The noontime temperature was a mellow seventy-five.
She wore a sleeveless gray-green blouse over a denim skirt. The cloudless sky was pale blue and May sun heated the bare skin on her arms and legs and the tops of her feet.
She’d spent yesterday on the moist gray side of the state. Every cell in her body was jubilant to be back in Spokane’s dry warmth.
She was hiking from the Center to the courthouse in order to catch Quinn during a recess in his court case. She needed to make sure he wouldn’t put the brakes on her latest scheme.
This stroll under the noonday sun was strictly business.
But being outdoors on a beautiful spring day was such a treat, she felt like a school kid playing hooky.
She’d spent all
