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been at her phone again.
    She picked it up and
looked at the caller ID; it was a strange number and she hesitated
before picking up. But then she thought of the papers she’d
just received and the possibility that the phone call was related.
    “ Hello,”
she said.
    “ Hi
Leila. Did you get the papers?” Jonathon asked.
    “ Yes,
I did.”
    “ I’m
sorry if I did it wrong. I didn’t really have a template for
how to arrange a marriage of convenience,” Jonathon said. Leila
laughed in spite of herself. The knot in her chest had somehow
loosened.
    “ Yeah.
Me neither,” she said.
    “ Cool.
So we’re both stumbling in the dark. This could be a good
thing,” Jonathon said.
    “ How
do you figure?” Leila asked.
    “ I
don’t know. The mistakes we make will be our own? We might get
it right by accident?” he said. Leila found she was smiling
from ear to ear.
    “ Great.
So you want me to sign these or what?”
    “ That
would be great,” Jonathon replied.
    “ Then
what?” Leila asked.
    “ Then…we
get married,” Jonathon said. He sounded like he was trying to
break it really gently so she didn’t freak out. “I
thought we’d go to the Attorney General’s office, sign
some papers?”
    “ Okay…not
exactly the wedding my mother dreamed of but…”
    “ You
can have the wedding your mother dreamed of, and she’ll be
healthy and able to walk you down the aisle and you’ll live
happily ever after,” he said.
    Leila laughed, “It’s
a nice fairy tale anyway.”
    “ Absolutely,”
Jonathon agreed.
    There was a small
silence on the line.
    “ Okay
then, I’ll sign,” she said at last.
    “ Thank
you Leila. I appreciate your help. Oh and look between the second and
third sheets of paper on the pre-nup, there is a small ‘signing
bonus’ for you.”
    “ What?
Jonathon…” Leila began to protest.
    “ Just
take a look,” Jonathon interrupted.
    Leila shuffled the
papers until she came to the right page. A piece of paper fell out
and she leaned down to pick it up. She read the words but halfway
through, her vision blurred. It was an appointment with a respiratory
specialist at the foremost hospital in Georgia. They were expected
there the following Friday, ten am.
    “ I
don’t know what to say,” she said into the phone.
    “ Don’t
say anything. I’ll be in touch okay?” Jonathon said.
    “ Yeah,
okay,” Leila replied. She hung up, shuffled through the papers,
read through them carefully. Her severance pay after a minimum of two
years of marriage was generous. It got higher the longer she stayed
which was an interesting twist. The care and treatment of her mother
was not expressly stated, but then it was a pre-nup not a contract.
It simply referred her to a separate one sheet document in which the
nuts and bolts of their marriage contract was outlined. It was fairly
comprehensive and she was satisfied that every contingency was
covered.
    “ Well…good
then,” she said.
    She picked up her pen
and signed all three documents, letting out a breath after it was
done.
    “ There
you go Leila, you just signed away at least two years of your life.
Congratulations!” she said.
    “ What
you congratulating yourself about?” Sheila asked wandering into
her room and startling Leila quite badly.
    “ When
did you get here?” she asked as a distraction.
    Sheila shrugged, “Half
an hour ago. I thought I’d check on your mom; didn’t
expect you to be here yet.”
    “ I
left work early. I figured I deserved a personal day after the stress
of the past few weeks. Why am I explaining myself to you?”
    Sheila laughed and
shrugged, “You’re avoiding my question.”
    “ I
was just congratulating myself on my upcoming nuptials,” Leila
found herself saying.
    “ Say
what now?” Sheila asked almost dropping the glass of juice she
was carrying.
    “ Yeah.
I’m getting married,” Leila said enjoying the look of
utter shock on Sheila’s face.
    “ Who
are you marrying?” she asked, totally