CHAPTER 18
I spent my morning putting out fires. Not literally, of course, but it was still exhausting. Only a criminal defense lawyer can relate to the daily emergencies a divorce attorney encounters. First, a client named Larry called complaining that his estranged wife had painted her car with the catchy phrase: "LARRY IS A CHEATING S.O.B." in large, colorful letters, the better to read them from every angle. During daylight hours, she drove up and down the street where Larry worked. On Tuesday nights, she liked to park in front of the bowling alley so that his friends could admire her car and, on Wednesday nights, she parked her car by his girlfriend's house. I promised Larry I'd call her attorney and if that didn't take care of the problem, we would go to court.
The next call came f
