chapter 2
two days later , a fresh mug of italianb espresso in hand . stockinged heels riding the edge of her desk , nina stole a moment to re\flect .
the long workday had begun . on the drive down pioneer trail that morning toward ther office , nina had watched ther bicyclists and joggers with the last even more than her usual envy . they were fresh tang of high snows and watching fluttering dry leaves while she contemplated her day , the bitter child custody battle coming up , along with two grisly settlement conferences , all to be conducted in the windowless courtroom of the irascible judge flaherty .
long ago , when law began , the advocates and judges musthave met in tree - shaded glades , toga - clad , birdsong the accompaniment to their work , courtesy and dignity their style , and - and of course , as a woman , she would have been pouring wine from the ewer , not arguing the case . but one couldfantasize at 7:45 in the morning while watching birds and squirrels chase around the autumnal marsh that rolled out toward distant , twinkling lake tahoe .
two days later , a fresh mug of italianb espresso in hand . stockinged heels riding the edge of her desk , nina stole a moment to re\flect .
the long workday had begun . on the drive down pioneer trail that morning toward ther office , nina had watched ther bicyclists and joggers with the last even more than her usual envy . they were fresh tang of high snows and watching fluttering dry leaves while she contemplated her day , the bitter child custody battle coming up , along with two grisly settlement conferences , all to be conducted in the windowless courtroom of the irascible judge flaherty .
long ago , when law began , the advocates and judges musthave met in tree - shaded glades , toga - clad , birdsong the accompaniment to their work , courtesy and dignity their style , and - and of course , as a woman , she would have been pouring wine from the ewer , not arguing the case . but one couldfantasize at 7:45 in the morning while watching birds and squirrels chase around the autumnal marsh that rolled out toward distant , twinkling lake tahoe .
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