Very pretty, she looked as if she were in her mid 20s. Although she only stayed in the doorway a few seconds, she seemed vibrant and happy.

Afterwards, as I was sitting in chair and talking to a black woman sitting on my right, Louise walked into the room and began talking to the woman, and I realized the black woman worked for Louise. Louise ignored me as she sat down and continued discussing something with the black woman. I didn't think Louise would say anything to me, and I was surprised when the black woman turned to me and asked me why I hadn't answered Louise's question. I asked the black woman what she was talking about and she said Louise had asked me how I was. I turned to Louise and said, "Fine."

Louise seemed confused that I had spoken to her, and I quickly told her I was just responding to her question. However, I began to feel as if she hadn't asked me the question, and the black woman had just made it up. But by now it didn't make any difference. Louise and I were talking and she appeared quite friendly. We stood, walked around the room together and continued to talk, until she said she had to leave. We were passing by a door leading to the outside, and I noticed her third husband, Vernon, coming through the door. I hurried on down a hall to another small room, not wanting to have any confrontation with Vernon.

Once inside the room, I realized Vernon had followed me, and that he was waiting for me in the hallway. I walked out and stood in front of him. He appeared to be black, and thinner than his normal self. He stepped up and bluntly asked me if I had been having sex with Louise. We stepped into another room with a large window along one wall. I told him I had never even touched Louise since she had married him. I thought back over it, and realized that was true – I had never even touched her.

I was surprised when Vernon turned to me and told me he didn't care if I had sex with Louise. He continued talking and explained that Louise had become disturbed by the fact that she and I no longer spoke to each other. As I listened, I knew I felt the same way, as if there was something missing in me because Louise and I never spoke. I would like very much to be friends with her.

I then found myself sitting on a table at which Louise and Vernon were sitting. We were all talking together as if we were becoming close friends. I was curious about their law business, and it even seemed as if we were in their office. I asked Vernon how many clients he had and I was surprised to hear that he only had about 405. I told him I had around 270 and I didn't even have a secretary. I knew they had a large staff which worked for them. It appeared however that they were probably not as prosperous as I had thought. I thought now that we were all becoming friends we would be able to talk about legal matters and learn from each other.

Then I was sitting at a large table where 20-30 people were gathered to eat. We were in a large room of Louise and Vernon's office, and all the people were their employees. Louise and Vernon both continued to be extremely friendly to me, and I was relishing our new friendship.

Louise, sitting at the head of the table a few seats away from me, asked me if I had heard about the new case concerning the Internal Revenue Service. I told her I hadn't. She said it was necessary to send a letter to the IRS in every case and advise the IRS that the bankruptcy debtor was in bankruptcy, or the IRS would withhold the debtor's tax refund. That seemed like a lot of extra work to me, and I asked her if they had already done that for their cases. She said they had. I thought I would need to look into it and I would probably have to do it also.

I looked around the room and noticed a large door to my left. All around the door were intricately carved designs in the dark wood, somewhat like might be found in the entrance door of a cathedral. After I stood to examine them more closely, I noticed the head of a lion on one corner. I thought it was strange that the door should be in the kitchen instead of in the front of the office. I was sure it added to the cost of rent of the office.

I walked over and touched the carvings. How surprised I was to find that the were made of a soft rubbery plastic. Apparently they were merely attached to the doorway. They still looked nice to me, but certainly of far less worth than I had thought. However I didn't want to disdain them in any way in front of Louise, and I continued to admire them.

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