Lisa sat at her desk a few weeks later talking to Attorney Whithers on the phone and watching the light, fluffy flakes of snow float to the ground. He finally found two good people to hire and get his work up to date. He was pleased, Lisa could tell.

Godiva jumped up on her desk, purring loudly, wanting all her attention. Lisa hung up the phone and began to pet Godiva.

"Let's get some lunch, okay?" she said out loud to Godiva, something she had become accustomed to ...