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“How’s your family?”

“I am fighting for custody of my girls. They live with their mother, and I need them with me. It’s been hard because I respect their mother and I never wanted to go through the legal system with her. We were working well together until she met her current boyfriend. Now, she doesn’t communicate with me like she used to. It’s almost like she views me as the enemy now and we were always friends. She was the best mother to my girls now she picks them up late from school and drops them off late in the mornings. Their uniforms aren’t pressed, and their hair isn’t combed. Their teachers have contacted me because they are concerned. I have to get them out of there.”

“Do you think she is using drugs or something?” JD asked.

Morris took in a deep breath and exhaled before he answered.

“I’ve asked the same question even though I haven’t seen any evidence of it, but there really is no other explanation for the change in her behavior.”

“Were you married to her?”

“No Sir. We were never married. We had our first daughter during her senior year of high school. Then we had our second daughter two years later. We planned on me finishing law school then getting married, but we grew apart and decided it was better to separate. I didn’t think twice about her taking the girls because she was an amazing mother to them. Much better than my mother was to me. I grew up in foster care because my mother couldn’t get it together.”

“Is your mother still alive?” JD asked.

“Yes, she’s cleaned herself up, and she contacted me, but honestly, she’s dead to me. I don’t want her around my girls or me. My girls have already been through enough. I don’t need them to see another woman who can’t take care of her kids.”

“If I offered my services, would you be willing to sit down with your Mom and talk about some things, so you can heal?”

“I don’t have anything to talk to her about,” Morris answered quickly.

“I understand. Can I leave the offer on the table just in case you change your mind?”

Morris agreed.

“Can I pray for you?”

“Yes Sir, please.”

We all touched Morris while JD prayed for him and his family. Then JD prayed for all of us and Roc’s case. He prayed God’s strength and protection. I appreciated the prayer, we all needed it.

Averie

“Vee,” Liddy said. “The car is here for you.”

I was at my office catching up on some business and waiting for the car to arrive that would transport Samuel and me to Countee’s office.

“Please let them know I am on my way down.”

I gave myself a once over in my full-length mirror. I wanted to make sure my black and white plaid suit with red stripes was not wrinkled. I passed the brush over my tapered sides a couple of times before rubbing my lips together to evenly distribute my red lipstick. I grabbed my leather tote and walked out of my office to meet Samuel.

“Somebody lipstick is poppin’,” Liddy smiled as I passed her desk. I smiled and continued on the elevators.

“Averie!” Caroline called out behind me.

I looked at my watch to make sure I had time to stop before turning around. She had made it to me, out of breath.

“Whew, I’m glad I caught you,” she smiled.

“Hi, Caroline. What can I do for you?”

“I wanted to check on the status of the case you’re working on. How is everything going? I heard Valentine could be sort of a diva.”

Diva is not how I would have described him. Powerful. Smart. Handsome. Not Diva.

“Everything is going as scheduled. We are still doing a lot of pre-trial work, so I can’t call it either way, but I believe it’s going well.”

“Great, any interesting finds along the way?”

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