“Be a treat to have you with us,” he said and Pete ended the call.
Kent hung up and stared at his blank whiteboard. He tried to picture his bird-loving boss with Nora and Winnie. A new thing, his personal and professional lives getting entangled. His head hurt when he imagined how untidy Pete might find that.
31 NoraFrom her spot at the sturdy oak counsel table, Nora heard throat clearing, muffled coughs, and the rustle of fabric as the spectators behind her squirmed in their seats.
They were acting as restless as she felt, waiting for the moon-faced, bespectacled judge to stop reading the case background aloud and start telling them what he thought.
She shifted in her padded leather office chair and felt Channing’s elbow dig into her right side. Like a mother, her pal was warning her
