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Emily sat beside him, holding his hand. He felt they were waiting for a plane to take off. It felt like parting. He didn’t like the silence, so pushed in; “If you leave the Firm, where will you go?”
She squeezed his hand. “There are a number of places, but my first choice is to go to the Environmental Protection Agency. They need lawyers.”
“You’ve checked them?”
“Yes. I did a tentative application a week ago.”
“You never mentioned it.”
“That is before Galant spoke to me. I knew it was coming. The Seniors chat like magpies in front of Lynn…”
“Lynn?”
“The tea lady. They went over the fact that I won’t work weekends or stay late. And decided, unofficially, that despite the quality of my work, they needed to maintain…well they used the word ‘standards’ but Lynn and I translated it as control.”
“And you never told me!”
“Mike, I didn’t want to do this depressing thing that we are doing now. It isn’t death, it isn’t exile, it doesn’t matter.”
“How can you say that?” He exclaimed.
