Chapter Nine
Soon the three business partners had all the necessary contractual documents drawn up by the bow-tie-wearing Mr. Schapiro, and the weeks seemed to Elizabeth to fly by in a hazy sort of blur of comingled pleasure and physical exhaustion. It was a happy time, an exciting time, yet a very busy one as well.
Eric was coming home for three or four weeks over summer break, and as much as Elizabeth looked forward to having her eldest child back in the house once more, if only for a visit, that visit was going to require a significant cleaning out of his old room—what was now his mother’s study—or at least a careful rearranging of the furniture she now had there, plus moving some of her things to temporary storage in either the attic or the basement. She had played it out several dif
