Chapter 21Cory
Evelyn’s eyes were glistening as she fought back tears and Cory laid a hand on her shoulder, willing her to stick it out for just a few more minutes.
“Is there any chance we could look around for a minute? If you’re not busy.”
“I suppose that would be all right. Shelly, do you have time to accompany them?”
Evelyn was on her feet. “Oh, please? I need to figure out what’s going on.”
They followed the legal assistant who pointed out the various and unfailingly occupied offices. Evelyn seemed in a daze, leaning heavily on Cory’s arm, mutely listening to Shelly’s clipped descriptions, which centered mostly on who was behind each door and not what. It was a big house, with another set of rooms upstairs, and when Evelyn stopped longingly in front of one of them and refused to
