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"I wasn't thinking clearly then. Everything was so screwed up in my head… I'm trying to get it sorted out.”
"Have you talked to her?"
"A little." He wasn't about to go into detail about the conversation he'd had with Elizabeth last week, or about his visit to South Carolina. "Hopefully I'll hear from her soon."
"I hope you do.”
“Thanks.”
"I'll make a decision about Boston and let you know by tomorrow. Is that okay?" Richard asked.
"That's fine. Hey, if you have a chance, take some pictures of the FRD office space and send them to me. I'd like to see how it's coming along."
"Will do. I'll talk to you soon."
Will stared at his phone for several moments after their conversation ended. He should call Georgiana again; he’d talked to her briefly when he arrived home last night, but Matt had been with her.
He picked up the phone and called, and when she answered she sounded half asleep.
"Hey, Georgie. I didn't wake you, did I?"
"No, I'm up. Matt left late last night, so I'm just having a hard time coming around this morning. Maybe another cup of coffee will do it."
"How are things going with him? Everything good?"
"It’s great. The timing is kind of weird. We're finally getting together, and now all this other stuff is happening… But at the same time, it's like he's always been there. I don't know how to explain it."
"Well, he kind ofhasalways been there, hasn't he? And he seems like a good guy."
"He is."
Will could hear the smile in her voice. He didn't want to pry too much into her relationship with Matt; it was her business, and he knew she had a good head on her shoulders. If Matt treated her well, then he was okay in Will's book.
"Listen, I'm calling for two things. The first is your birthday. It’s coming up."
"It is?"
"Ha. Did you think I'd forget?"
"Well, you have a lot going on right now."
"So do you."
"I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. It doesn't seem appropriate."
"If anything, I think it's evenmoreappropriate."
"With the investigation? I hardly think so. Plus, you and Elizabeth—"
“The sad state of my love life has nothing to do with your birthday. And I know the investigation is a big thing, but you have a new job and a new relationship, you've got your own place again, you're pursuing those–those bastards who hurt you… I think you have a lot to celebrate."
"It just doesn't feel right."
"I'm not saying we have to have a huge party, but it doesn't mean we have to overlook it either. How about a small dinner party? Just a few of us. Mrs. Reynolds will want to come, and I'm sure Julie will want to see you. Maybe some of your other friends from Boston too."
"I don't know, Will. It feels selfish. Can I think about it?"
"Of course. But it's not selfish—it's your birthday. It only comes once a year, and I really think it's important for you to celebrate this one." He glanced at the calendar on his desk. "It falls on a Monday, so how about the Saturday before? The twenty-first? That gives you almost two weeks to decide. And I'll take care of everything, you don’t have to lift a finger."
