“Because I need something good to happen today.

I’m pushing my reading glasses up on top of my head and staring at a wall of awful paperwork.”

I heard the dry rustle of pages through the phone.

“Are you working through lunch again?” I asked.

“I’m looking at these municipal audit files,” she said.

“Catherine, they’re circling our family property like vultures.”

“The corporate developers.”

“They sent another legal notice this morning,” Laura said.