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This morning after checking in with Grace in my office, noting that my schedule hadn’t changed and that I had the first hour free, I made a beeline for Carrie’s office. Dressed for court in a brown and white houndstooth dress, she greeted me with a smile and poured me a cup of coffee.
“Nobody hanging out there this morning yet,” I said taking the cup, “do you think the cease and desist order stopped them?”
“If it did, it’s the most effective one I ever wrote.” With her cup cradled in her hands, she padded to the couch and sat. “One, I haven’t even been notified that he’s been served, and two, the order does not include this Holly babe. She has the freedom of the press. As long as the protesters stay off our property and are not creating a disturbance, they have every right to be ther
