"Emily just shrugged and walked into the law office where Angela worked and where we were expected.A few hours later it was all complete and the lawye...s would start soliciting requests for funding for us to review. Emily, who had become my personal secretary, was the primary contact for the law office. Angela was not actually going to work on the trust as it wasn't something that she wanted to do. Cathy would help Emily select the best proposals and then present them to me for a funding. I immediately yanked my head back. "What the hell, bastard?" I like bossy ladies, Melinda," he responded, getting up with me. "And you seem more than that. I bet you're a damn fine lawyer, aren't you?" Yes, and I handle sexual harassment cases too, so don't pull that shit again," I warned him, crossing my arms. "Why the hell are you eye-fucking me still? Look over there." No," he muttered, coming back to me. "I love bossy chicks, and we have the place to ourselves." Fuck you, what do you think;. I noticed that he hung his came on a table and began loading the trays onto the trailer.“Why don’t you drive the Cubby up to the greenhouse. I’ll meet you up there,” I suggested. I piled the cut down gardening tools into a five gallon plastic bucket from home depot. Michael had sweated through his heavy shirt. He sweated as only a drunk working off last nights alcohol did. I recognized it since I had done the same more than once in my life. I waited for it to happen and of course about ten in. After washing his face John moved to the door and unlocked it. He didn’t always lock his door, but his brother started to “borrow” his games and never ended up giving them back. So, now he locks his room whenever he goes into the Dream Hub.The hallway was clean but desolate. His mom and dad were always at work, which meant John and his brother, Jamie, were always home alone.Walking into the living room he saw his brother lying on the couch, watching TV. His ruby-red hair was frazzled on one.