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“This lawyer named Larry my wife used to know said you might be able to help. I really don’t want to, but I’ve no choice. My wife says she hates me for what I did. Won’t forgive me. Says she’ll kill me. But she won’t give me a divorce. I dunno why I’m telling you this. See, this is my only way out. So, can you do a contract or tell me who can?”
“What’d you say the name was?”
“Hemings, Julia Hemings.”
“I mean your name.”
“Jim Hemings, why?”
“Oh, I have a contract. Thanks for coming to me.”