LOGIN“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep at all Sunday night. Even with a whole weekend to recover from the embarrassment that was Friday night at Chickadee’s, I still felt way too nervous to face Logan that day. I stared into my closet. Basically all of my clothes were on the conservative si
Logan walked through the door to the banquet hall, Dylan right behind him. Logan tried to focus on finding their names at the round tables that were set up around the room, but no matter how hard he tried not to look, he found his eyes drifting back over to Hazel as she made her way through the buff
“Wait a minute,” Logan said suddenly, remembering that morning. “Didn’t she just get married?” “Oh, uh, yeah…she did,” Maria busied herself with drying off her dress. “Then what did you mean by ‘you’ll have to get in line’?” “I meant to uh…congratulate her. That’s what those
Later that night, I thumbed through the rack of dresses. I had recently come to hate clothes shopping, since I had started putting weight on around my waist. I just felt so gross those days and like nothing looked good on me. Maria came over with an armful of dresses. She held them out to me







