Unfinished Business

One Thursday morning in early May, Addy was at her desk when one of the other attorneys buzzed and said there was a call for her on line three. The switchboard didn’t open until eight, so they took turns picking it up. She stuck a Post-it note on the page of the deposition she’d been skimming and answered with a quick, “Addy Taylor.”

“Addy, this is Oley Guilliams at H.M. Memorial.”

Addy sat back in her chair. Mrs. Guilliams had once been her Sunday school teacher. She hadn’t heard her name in years. “Yes, Mrs. Guilliams. How are you?”

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