He looked up at the fluttering spring-green leaves of the trees and then glanced at the streaky clouds in the sky. Weather was changing, sure enough. That was life in Seattle. You’d walk out of the house in the morning wearing shorts, glad you brought your rain coat when the rains fell at the end of the day. He walked up the sidewalk and entered the building. When he arrived in James’ office, James was standing in the doorway.“I’m all ready for you, Cameron. Come right in.”Cam settled into his usual chair. “So, where do you want to start?”“Where do you want to start, Cameron?”“Not sure.” Cam rubbed his cheek and crossed one leg over the other, propping the ankle of his right leg on his other knee. “I’m in a great mood right now and not too keen on dredging up old stuff.”“Well, then, let’s start with your great mood. Is it Chérie?” James smiled.“You got that right. I’m in love.” A flood of sensation filled his heart. He diverted his gaze to one of James’ certificates hanging on the wall.
