Chapter ThreeI admit it; I was so nervous that first day at the law office, I wore the beige suit of the collection Margaret had generously loaned me. I had been hired as an assistant to the legal secretaries, so I was definitely at the bottom of the food chain. Everyone was nice to me, but then again, I knew the senior partners, and my dad was on the Council. Everybody had to be nice. I ran copies, and more copies, got coffee, typed letters, and called the Chancery, Circuit, and General Sessions Clerks’ offices for the surrounding counties. I learned to send copies to every name on a Certificate of Service after forgetting to do it on the first ten.
It was nice to see Jack’s dad, George Duvall, who I hadn’t seen in several years, and he seemed pleased to see me. “Came to keep Jackson in
