CHAPTER 29
"So, what's next?" Duke asked me.
I'd taken him out for a steak dinner at The Capitol Grille as a thank-you for all his help. Since I was a vegetarian, I was eating a baked potato and a salad.
"Not sure," I said, my mouth full of potato and sour cream. "How about you?"
"Some work, some play, you know me, Darlin'. Are you thinkin' about going back to being a divorce lawyer? You were damn good at it." He shoved a big piece of rare steak in his mouth.
"Maybe, at least until something better comes along. I just know it's time I got back to work."
"Maybe you could recommend me to your lawyer friends, especially those hot lady lawyers." He smirked at me.
I shook my head and smiled. "Keep dreamin', Duke."
He pretended to look hurt.
"There is one thing I'd like to do," I said, "now that my mom is gone…"
"What's that?" Duke asked.
"I'm curious about my father. I don't know much about him, except that he was 'big trouble.' I need to know his story. I mean, maybe he's mafia, or an international art thief--or maybe he's 'the fixer' for dirty politicians. All I know is I'm going to find out."
"I'm at your service, m' lady," Duke said, tipping his imaginary hat.
"You'd help me?" I said, touched.
"What do you think, Jamie?" He was grinning. "I'd love to tell you who's your daddy."
I groaned and threw my napkin at him. "I don't know why I put up with you."
"Cause I'm one of a kind," Duke said with a wink.
I laughed. "That's for sure."
I realized then that I was happier than I'd been in a long time. I had a new life and people who cared about me; I even had a mystery to solve. Maybe I should design my own "Life is Good" t-shirt: one with a smiling stick figure, surrounded by friends.