it.â
Chantal hugged Michelle one last time. âI will, and thanks for everything.â
Michelle stood in the parking lot and watched as Chantalâs car disappeared from her sight. âLord, I thank you for Chantalâs miracle, but what am I gonna do without my secretary?â
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âHey, sis,â Michelle greeted.
Amaryllis was lying on the sofa watching her favorite channel when Michelle walked in the front door with more paperwork than she could carry.
âWhatâs all that?â Amaryllis asked.
âMy secretary took a sudden leave of absence today and this is all the stuff she left behind. Iâve gotta be in court in the morning and I need to type a brief before then.â
âCan you type?â
Michelle set the paperwork on the cocktail table, plopped down on the sofa next to Amaryllis and exhaled. âNot a lick. Iâm probably at fifteen words a minute.â
Amaryllis laughed at her. âMichelle, fifteen words a minute isnât typing, thatâs pecking. Let me see what you got.â
That was the first time Amaryllis had laughed since sheâd been in Las Vegas. Michelle noticed her stitches in the corner of her mouth were absent. âHey, you can laugh. I forgot you were going to get your stitches removed today. Please tell me that you decided not to call a taxi and let Daddy take you to the doctor I had recommended.â
âYes. I relented and allowed him to play his role. But I can tell that Daddy doesnât like me. He didnât say two words to me the entire time on the way to the doctorâs office or on the way home. He didnât even ask how my visit went. I wish you hadnât made me go to dinner with you two Monday evening. He ignored me the whole time. If it werenât for you carrying the entire conversation and forcing him to acknowledge me from time to time, Daddy wouldâve treated me as though I was invisible.â
Michelle was well aware that Amaryllis had been a thorn in their fatherâs side ever since she could utter her first words. Like oil and water, the two of them just didnât mix.
âYou know, Amaryllis, I donât know what to say about you and Daddy. Youâre both behaving like children. Why wonât you be the bigger person and address the issues the two of you have?â
As far as Amaryllis was concerned, Nicholas was the father and he should be the one to approach her if there was to be a reconciliation. She ignored Michelleâs question and focused on the large amount of paperwork her sister dumped on her lap. âAll of this has to be typed for court tomorrow?â
Michelle let out a loud sigh. âAll of that.â
âIâll do it for you. It should take me no longer than two hours.â
âAmaryllis, thereâs no way you can do that in two hours.â
âCorrection, thereâs no way you can do it in two hours. Iâm on a leave of absence as an administrative assistant for a law firm in Chicago.â
âOh, my goodness. I completely forgot about that. But do you feel up to it? Youâve only been here a few days. Howâs your shoulder?â
âItâs getting better and better every day. Itâs been a month since the incident and now, Iâve gotten rid of my cast and cane. Except for an occasional ache, my shoulder is fine.â
âAmaryllis, if you can get this done for me, Iâll love you forever.â
âYouâve got to do that anyway.â
âIâll love you forever and a day, how about that?â
âI like that better.â
Amaryllis emerged from Michelleâs home office one hour and twenty minutes later. Michelle was lying on the couch half asleep when Amaryllis placed the brief on her lap. She sat up and looked at it, then looked at her sister. âWhatâs this?â
âYour brief.â
âYouâre done?â Michelle asked scanning the typed pages in
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