Chapter 4 Chapter 4 That question took Mairin all the way home and into bed. She woke up to it the next morning, and it lay under the surface. When she saw Bea at coffee that week, she asked her about it. Karen s right.
Law is nothing but competition.
Listen, come over for supper Sunday evening and talk to Harry about it. That Sunday they sat out in the kitchen, talking as Bea worked on supper. This time Mairin was wearing slacks and a turtleneck. She d spent the day studying in jeans and a sweatshirt, motivated to stick with it by the promise of an evening out. She d finished the fifty contracts pages just in time to shower and change.