Chapter Fifteen: A visit to the Attorney’s abode

Rick Anthony’s house was just a lone building that stood in between a small lake and a route to a farm. My hands fidgeted, my head banged as a whirlwind of thoughts spring in and out of my head. I touched the doorbell and quickly took my hands out like a wave of electricity had passed through me. Then I went for it again, this time I made sure I tweaked the switch and as I did, I knew that there was no going back now. Mrs Rick glowing in her dark wiry dun-coloured shiny skin stood in front of the door holding it closed. "Good morning Mrs Rick,” I said. “Regina, could this be you? I never thought I’d see you again after all these years.” She said, “ Come here,” She moved in for a hug. Her eyes were the color of jade, her hair a deep ochre with few strands of gray hair lining the sides of the perfectly arranged bun. She would have looked younger if not for the few lines of wrinkles that stayed by the side of her eyes as she smiled. “Darling, who is by the door?” I heard Rick’s war