He’d gotten that off the book too. Somehow that brought him closer to me.“You came in because of the snow?” I asked. “Is it snowing harder out...there?”“Yes, the snow has picked up,” Theo said. But he didn’t press me further. “Bitte—please. Don’t let me stop you from your studies. I can move to another table if you wish.”“No, please. Don’t move because of me. I’m flattered you’re reading my book. Please. Stay and continue reading.” I dove back into my studies, but the boy didn’t leave; he. The first one was empty and within minutes the second net felt like it was anchored to the earth. The boys and girls each took a fish to the almost empty tables. On the second trip, Big Henry had his second squad start carrying fish to the racks. By 11:00 AM they had 400 fish hanging on the racks and another full net waiting to be serviced. Big Henry called for a halt by the net, “Girls, you four are to oversee us. Listen up everybody, if they tell you to sit, you take a break. Let them feed. I didn't want you hurt." I understand, Mister Jim," she said. "But Dan's a good man, and if it wasn't for him and Mizz Helen, my life would be bad. And you, too, Mister Jim." I understand, Cindy," he said. "Everything is okay with us now. I'm happy for your good news. Ya'll need to get over for dinner soon, okay?" Okay!" she squeaked. "Thanks, Mister Jim!" And she closed the phone. Looking at me, she said, "Baby, you didn't sweat that much when Tootie cornered you." I know. But Jim's not. However, on this one day, after a couple months of no cases coming in and thinking that I would just simply take my shingle off the post and call it quits, a man walked into my office.My head turned as the bell on the wooden framed door jingled. It substituted as the receptionist for me. As a rule, I wore a head set and always pretended to be on the phone when someone walked in for an unscheduled visit. It was a control mechanism. Part of me enjoyed the projection of control, but it had.