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San Francisco
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The next day, I walked rapidly down California Street. I opened my purse to find some aspirin while a homeless man tumbled into me. Startled, I darted into the middle of oncoming traffic and narrowly avoided being hit by a car.
I dashed over to the side of the street and a young Asian street sweeper asked, “Are you okay, miss?”
I smiled at him appreciatively and said, “I’m fine, thank you.”
I wandered around the corner and took a seat at a popular Irish bar. While reading the menu, I saw a beautiful woman with an hourglass figure and long brown hair enter the restaurant. I ran up to give her a big hug and said, “Maria, it’s so good to see you.”
She hugged me back and exclaimed, “Lana, it’s been ages.”
“Has it? The last four years flew by.”
“What have you been doing?”
“I took a marketing job.”
“Where?” Maria asked with interest.
“East Coast,” I replied.
“Cool, which city?”
“The company is incorporated in Delaware, but has offices all over the world.”
“Yes, but where were you based?”
“Outside of D.C., but I was on the road so much. There were offices in Boston,” I explained.
Maria nodded. “So you completely left the law?”
“I don’t think we can ever really leave, can we?”
“What do you mean?” Maria practiced M&A law at a prestigious firm.
“Nothing,” I replied, “How’s your sister?”