Family Law

The rain-splattered windows cast speckled shadows across the wooden floorboards. Max nursed her third stout of the night gloomily, despite her win at court that morning.

Was the lenient judge the reason for her success? Or her own proficiency?

‘Twas indiscernible to her; as she’d inherited both the Judge’s name and legacy.

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