The Fantasy Maker
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He answered almost immediately, his perpetually exhausted voice filling the car.
"Hey, Ems," he said.
"Hi, Ray. How are you?"
"Constantly late for court," he said, his stock answer.
"Do you have a few minutes to see me?"
"Always. What's up?"
"I need to ask a favor."
"That sounds interesting. Can you come now?"
"Yes, that would be great, Ray," she said, unable to keep the relief from her voice. "Thank you."
"Anything for you," he said.
She disconnected and called Beth Peters. The boys were playing soccer in the backyard, she said. Emma promised to pick them up in a few hours.