Chapter 6
February 1967
Now that Eron had a distraction, he welcomed a light caseload. He signed out of the office officially and headed back to Long Island. Eron started to crave seeing Garrett as much as he craved being on the golf course in the warm weather. Today he’d need to figure out an indoor activity to spend the afternoon.
“Hello, Marsha,” Eron said when he entered the bank lobby. “These are for you.” He handed her a bouquet of flowers.
Marsha blushed. “Why, it’s been years since a man gave me flowers.”
“Do you have something to put them in? I could run and get something if you don’t.”
Marsha flattened her hand against her chest. “Don’t worry about it, you’ve done enough already, Mr. Lassiter. You’re not on his schedule today, are you?”
The bank lobby grew warm, Eron retur
