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She noticed that the message light on the phone was blinking. It was late.
“Christ, what a day,” she muttered, “Who could that be?”
She hit the voice mail button with her pencil.
“Beep. Monday. 6:43 p.m. Hey Katie, it’s Charles. Elena gave me this number […]
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“Yeah.” He started out of the door.
“How’s he doing anyway?” Katie asked softly, referring to Jeff.
Jim’s mood grew somber. “I think he’s okay. Every day he’s a little better than before.”
“Good,” she replied.
The silence was awkward.
Jim shuffled his feet.
“See you tomorrow,” he said abruptly.
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“I’ll grant you it’s not our run of the mill estates case. The detective responding to the call for the suicide found the Hershbergers’ information on the night stand and notified them of the decedent’s passing. The police needed a positive ID on the body because it […]
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Katie stood for a minute in the hallway staring at Ed’s card. She flipped it over and thought back to their conversation. The whole thing had been kind of strange.
She heard a thump from next door.
“I think I’m done for today,” John shouted as he exited the […]
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And with that, Jim turned and walked away. Katie watched him cross the parking lot and then turned to the Hershbergers to discuss how to proceed. But John was already a step ahead of her. He was carefully climbing over the police tape on the porch. […]
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The old Victorian house behind the office had always fascinated Katie. It was one of many “painted ladies” in the Haddonfield area with its ornate detailing and lively paint scheme. But unlike other houses in the area, it appeared to be unoccupied.
Katie could see the house clearly […]
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The beep of the phone brought her back to the reality of her Monday morning in New Jersey. If she wanted to keep her job, she needed to actually get some work done.
“Yes?” said Katie into the speakerphone.
“Katie, it’s Shirley.”
Katie rolled her eyes. Of course it was […]
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As she sat in the waiting room, trying hard not to scratch from the wool tickling her skin in the heat, she felt a little overwhelmed. Magazines like Fortune and Forbes were arranged in perfect fans on the coffee table beside her. She could hear the drip […]
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Practicing law in a big city like Philadelphia is so not what her friends back home were doing. Girls from rural North Carolina became wives or teachers, not lawyers. And they certainly didn’t practice law “Up North“ - in the big city.
She wrinkled her nose.
Okay, […]
Aristotle said that work is what we repeatedly do. If true, that’s utterly depressing, Katie thought, as she watched the message light flicker on her phone. Lately, all I’ve done is check voice mail and return calls. It’s not at all how I pictured being a lawyer.
“You have three new messages,” the […]
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