He was worn out. “It’s over, Annabelle. Now it’s up to the jury. Let’s just have some down time tonight, okay?” “Sounds great. Aunt B is coming back in the morning, so we’ll have tonight alone. I’ll fix something good for supper.” “I’ll be...” He laughed because he usually said “late,” but this time he said, “early.” During supper he talked about the case, how they were about as confident as they could get that the verdict would be in their favor. Then he said they’d have the weekend together, but he had to go away for a few days next week with his dad. After that, he’d have some decent hours. That sounded good to her. After they cleaned up in the kitchen they went out onto the front porch with their Diet Cokes. The evening was growing cool after the hot, humid day. They sat in rockers. Symon’s car was gone. He’d mentioned a movie he wanted to see and if Paul didn’t have to work he might go with him.
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