A Day in the Life of My Mother
Well, I caught her with a client. This wasn’t one of her clients down at the law firm, either. Mr. Buckley had his arm slung around my mother’s shoulders as she skirted around a parked taxi.
Lipstick caked on like lasagna burnt to a pan, Ma set out to make a scene on the sidewalk that night. She was dancing for him at the ticket line, really putting on a show for everyone to see
At first, I thought this was all just an act of social protest. After all, she’s a prominent attorney who has spent decades upholding a strict image of professionalism. Who would have thought that defending an “call girl” in court would lead Ma to take up a job of working part-time for a London escort agency?
On the other hand, Ma sure is a good lawyer. I suppose you can’t ask for a better person for the job.
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