The Receipt in the Gray Jacket
So no.”
She got up, and she picked up her purse, and she said to me, “Jessi, I’ll come Thursday for the children,” and she walked out of my house.
Part Ten: The Arithmetic
I got a lawyer on the Thursday.
Her name was Ruth Oyelaran and she had an office above a florist’s on Main with eleven diplomas on the wall and a box of tissues on the desk that she moved out of my reach in the first ten minutes, which I have always liked her for.
“Most people cry in here,” she said.