Nancy turned to the officer and raised her eyebrows in question. He smiled at Nancy nodding his approval and everyone sat down. Nancy looked over in time to see Christy and Kate share a look. She frowned at
them and they both turned blank faces to her, as though the look had not happened.
Just then the coffee pot beeped that the coffee was done.
Nancy jumped up. “What do you take in it?”
“Just black if it’s good, but lots of cream and sugar if it’s not.” Officer Saunders had a sense of humor.
“Oh, it’s good. I’m actually very good in the kitchen.” Nancy suddenly turned and fled into the kitchen. She couldn’t believe that she’d just said that. It sounded like she was trying to be suggestive. She wasn’t! It just popped out of her mouth.
When she came back into the living room with two cups of coffee, Officer Saunders and the kids were laughing over something.
Doug stood up and took the coffee cup from Nancy’s hand, took a sip and sighed with satisfaction, smiling at her.
“This is excellent coffee. Thanks.” He sat back down, gently placing the coffee cup on the short table in front of the sofa.
Nancy sat at the end of the couch opposite him and again was very aware of how she must appear. She wiped the tea towel across her face again. Where was all this sweat coming from anyway! Oh yeah. Perimenopause. Sigh.
Doug again referred to the small notepad.
“The DA is pressing charges for DUI as an adult.”
“Mom, that means the District Attorney is taking the guy to court as an adult for driving under the influence.” Kate translated.
“Honey, I know what it means. Remember? I worked part time for an attorney before I had you.”
Nancy remembered that time clearly. Her boss, Brad Harris had hired her knowing full well that she was planning on getting pregnant. He offered her the job, as well as the health insurance, and was reluctant to see her leave at seven months into the pregnancy. She organized his office for him, he covered her medical expenses. Jonathon was working
freelance at the time and hadn’t had insurance. Brad and his wife still kept in touch through Christmas cards every other year or so.
“Although you don’t really have a say in the DA’s filing, I wanted to let you know about it.” Doug was leaning forward and looking around at everyone.
“How old was the guy?” Christy asked.
“Seventeen. He’ll be eighteen tomorrow.”
“What happened?” Nancy felt sorry for the kid even though he’d caused the accident.
“He was drunk and didn’t see the light. His parents have all but disowned him. They’re embarrassed at his behavior.” Doug watched to see Nancy’s reaction.
“Oh, that poor kid. Where is he now?”
“Out on bail, pending trial. He’s living with his aunt.”
“Does he understand the consequences?”
“He’s not talking much. I don’t think he’s being callous, just quiet.”
Doug put away his pad of paper, stood up and adjusted his heavy belt. It looked like it weighed at least 25 pounds. “Anyway, I just wanted to let you know what was happening. The DA will expect your kids to testify against the boy.”
Nancy looked at her girls who were looking back at her.
“Isn’t this
them and they both turned blank faces to her, as though the look had not happened.
Just then the coffee pot beeped that the coffee was done.
Nancy jumped up. “What do you take in it?”
“Just black if it’s good, but lots of cream and sugar if it’s not.” Officer Saunders had a sense of humor.
“Oh, it’s good. I’m actually very good in the kitchen.” Nancy suddenly turned and fled into the kitchen. She couldn’t believe that she’d just said that. It sounded like she was trying to be suggestive. She wasn’t! It just popped out of her mouth.
When she came back into the living room with two cups of coffee, Officer Saunders and the kids were laughing over something.
Doug stood up and took the coffee cup from Nancy’s hand, took a sip and sighed with satisfaction, smiling at her.
“This is excellent coffee. Thanks.” He sat back down, gently placing the coffee cup on the short table in front of the sofa.
Nancy sat at the end of the couch opposite him and again was very aware of how she must appear. She wiped the tea towel across her face again. Where was all this sweat coming from anyway! Oh yeah. Perimenopause. Sigh.
Doug again referred to the small notepad.
“The DA is pressing charges for DUI as an adult.”
“Mom, that means the District Attorney is taking the guy to court as an adult for driving under the influence.” Kate translated.
“Honey, I know what it means. Remember? I worked part time for an attorney before I had you.”
Nancy remembered that time clearly. Her boss, Brad Harris had hired her knowing full well that she was planning on getting pregnant. He offered her the job, as well as the health insurance, and was reluctant to see her leave at seven months into the pregnancy. She organized his office for him, he covered her medical expenses. Jonathon was working
freelance at the time and hadn’t had insurance. Brad and his wife still kept in touch through Christmas cards every other year or so.
“Although you don’t really have a say in the DA’s filing, I wanted to let you know about it.” Doug was leaning forward and looking around at everyone.
“How old was the guy?” Christy asked.
“Seventeen. He’ll be eighteen tomorrow.”
“What happened?” Nancy felt sorry for the kid even though he’d caused the accident.
“He was drunk and didn’t see the light. His parents have all but disowned him. They’re embarrassed at his behavior.” Doug watched to see Nancy’s reaction.
“Oh, that poor kid. Where is he now?”
“Out on bail, pending trial. He’s living with his aunt.”
“Does he understand the consequences?”
“He’s not talking much. I don’t think he’s being callous, just quiet.”
Doug put away his pad of paper, stood up and adjusted his heavy belt. It looked like it weighed at least 25 pounds. “Anyway, I just wanted to let you know what was happening. The DA will expect your kids to testify against the boy.”
Nancy looked at her girls who were looking back at her.
“Isn’t this
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