“It does in fact. When my clients ask me what it is that I can get for them, my answer is always the same, everything.” Morgan remarks stone-faced. I absorb her words and question any possible deeper meaning behind this tattoo.
“Oh, is that all? When did you get that tattoo?” I ponder. I can see Morgan weighing her answer choice carefully. She takes another sip of her cocktail before replying, “I was seventeen.” I immediately have to know more, obviously she was not an attorney at seventeen.
While I contemplate whether or not to inquire further, it is as though Morgan can sense my curiosity. She speaks before I have a chance.
“The short version of the story is when I was fourteen my father divorced my mother and took everything from us, we were left with nothing. My mother’s divorce att
