A Legal Affair

A Legal Affair(Natalie Moon) A Legal Affair
Prologue

Jilted by her boyfriend, 10 years previously, writer and horse trainer Sally Green decides that it is time to find a new love in her life. Unaware that her best friend, Rachel, ever searching for a suitable mate, has put an ad in the personal column of a national magazine.

When a handsome lawyer named James answers the ad, Sally (with Rachel's blessing) replies, and begins to fall for him. Upon meeting, Sally is disappointed after finding out that James is married and only wanting an affair. After ending the relationship, she can't stop thinking about James and they embark on a secret affair, with life changing consequences.


Chapter One

To her friends, Sally Weston had it all. A million dollar house and ranch, a career as a writer and friends whom adored her. Little did they know of the sad secrets that she held within, that is until today.

Her mother Mary, had emigrated from Germany to work ans as au pair, for a wealthy couple in Laramie Wyoming, at the age of 17. Within a year, Mary had met Michael Weston, he was an English–American living on his family ranch near Great falls in Wyoming. The couple fell in love and married, moving to England, where Michael had accepted a job for a large Agricultural Supply business. Within a couple of years, Mary had given birth to a daughter. They named her Sally. Feeling homesick, the couple moved back to Wyoming with their new daughter, now aged 2 years. For several years life was blissful, with Sally attending the local school and playing with the ranch horses at home. One afternoon, without warning, Michael left the family home, and never returned, leaving Mary to run the ranch and bring up their daughter. After a few years Mary took the decision to sell the ranch and moved to England taking her daughter with her.

Life in England for Sally was a privileged one. Attending the local school, then later college and eventually University. During her time at school, she attended the local riding school, at weekends under the instruction of Sheila Gallop. Within a year, Sheila could see a lot of potential in Sally and suggested she compete with one of the horses at the show they were holding the following weekend. Sally did well on the little white pony, taking a 3rd place. As she got older she continued riding under Sheila’s instruction and before long had moved from the novice ranks to Junior National level. Although she love to ride, Sally had developed an interest in training the horses.

During her time at University, she would help out at the yard of Matthew Silversmith, where he trained a few Thoroughbred race horses. Sally loved this job, and on a few occasions, got to ride the horses in some novice races. As her love for horses continued, she bought two former race horses, to train as jumpers.

After graduating from University with a degree in Agricultural Sciences and Engineering, She was lucky enough to get a job in a veterinary clinic as a veterinary assistant. Her skills in Agricultural science would be useful here, and much of the work involved assisting the vet out on the farms. In her spare time, enjoyed competing on her two Thoroughbreds. Occasionally, she would spent time researching her family tree, or writing short stories for fun, something which she had enjoyed doing in English literature classes at school.

Her mother lived about an hour away and would drive down to see her at weekends. It was at that time that she met Cody Moore via yahoo dating. He was a few years older than her, and worked as a Veterinary Technologist. He also lived on his family ranch in Texas, 5000 miles away. After exchanging emails and phone calls for several months, Cody suggested that she visit him in Texas. A few days later, she boarded the plane for Dallas, unaware of what was to happen when she arrived. Sally need not have worried. For when the plane touched down, Cody was there waiting, a bouquet of red roses in his hand and a broad smile beaming across his face. The next couple of weeks seemed to pass rapidly. The Moore ranch was a lovely place, cattle roamed freely on the open land and there were horses to ride. Mrs Moore was very welcoming, to Sally it was the things she read about in cowboy novels.

By now she had fallen head over heels in love with Cody and Texas. The evening before she was due to fly home, Cody proposed. She accepted and flew home the next day to sell her house and stables and quit her job. A few weeks later, she arrived back in Texas with nothing but a few clothes and her two beloved horses. Cody had arrived at the airport earlier and had thankfully remembered to bring a horse trailer.

For a few years everything seemed perfect. Sally had built up a business of her own working and training horses, and had recently bought a ranch on the edge of the Balcones Canyon lands in western Travis County just 2 miles from the place that Cody's parents owned. She felt right at home here since the area was home to a habitat for a number of rare and endangered plant and animal species found nowhere else on earth.

One evening he announced at dinner that he had enrolled in a 3 year course at Texas Tech University in Lubbock northern Texas. He wanted to further his career. At first it seemed fine, but Sally knew it would be difficult as it meant her running her own ranch as well as overseeing the running of the Moore ranch. Not only this, she would have to take in and care for his two beloved German Shepard dogs.

The following month she hugged and kissed Cody before he got in his truck and headed for Lubbock. He would visit at weekends and they still had email and phone to contact each other on a daily basis. For almost nine months, he visited on the weekend and they made the most of the time together. One afternoon however, Cody called to say that he wouldn’t be coming home that weekend. Sally didn’t mind. She knew that he may have a lot of studying to do. But when he did this a few more times, suspicion grew within her. Was he having an affair? Was he just busy? Or both.

In desperation, she called him, he answered but his voice seemed distant. In the background Sally heard laughter and a woman’s voice. She asked him what was going on, and got the reply she was dreading. 'I'm sorry Sally' he said 'I love you dearly, but the drive home is killing me, and I have met someone'. Tears began to roll down her soft cheeks. 'It's as I expected' she squeaked, her voice crackling as she struggled to get the words out. For seven long years she had given her life to this man, and now it was over in a flash. How could she tell him that she was expecting their baby in just a few months.

The next few weeks were a blur. Sally carried on training her horses, but could no longer face visiting the Moore ranch. It was early one morning that she began to experience mild stomach cramps, thinking nothing of it, she carried on grooming the horses she owned. Within a few hours she was being rushed to hospital with severe stomach pains, little knowing that in a few hours her baby would be born. The baby arrived at 8:30 that evening but was still born, a little girl. Sally was distraught, not only had she lost her daughter, but she had also lost the man she loved so dearly.


As the years passed, she remained single, afraid to love again for fear of having her heart broken once more. Preferring instead to devote her time to the horses and the few animal charities that she had become involved with. A couple of times a year, she would receive an email from Cody. Was this out of guilt or did he genuinely still care?

One evening, out of the blue, there was a knock on the door. Sally answered to find two police officers stood there.

'Miss Weston?' one asked.
'Yes' she replied.
'Can we come in, we need to talk to you'.

Unsure if she had done anything wrong, she let them in. As they sat down, the office told her that they had received a phone call from the Gloucestershire police in England, stating that her mother had been killed in a car crash the day before. Sally's details had been found in her mothers address book, which was in her handbag at the time of the accident.

The following morning she flew to England to arrange the funeral, and settle her mothers estate. Within a few days, the will was read, and Sally learned that she had inherited her mothers house and assets. Around two million dollars in all. The money meant nothing to her, she just wished she had her mother back.

That evening, looking through a book of photographs belonging to her mother, Sally noticed a letter behind one of them. Carefully pulling it out, she unfolded the crumpled letter. Noticing the wording at the top read Laramie Adoption Agency. Laramie was a city in Wyoming, near to where she had spent a few years growing up as a child. Reading on, she noticed the names on the letter, Karen Weston, daughter of Mary Weston. Stopping to think for a moment, She realized this was an adoption letter. Did she have a sister somewhere that she never knew, or had Sally herself been adopted?


Chapter 2
It was a warm summers evening, Sally was sitting outside on the terrace, recently back from England. The dogs were laying near her in the shade of the oak tree. Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of her phone. Reaching for it, she read the text message. 'can I come over, things getting heated at home'. It was from her assistant Rachel. Sally began typing in the reply message 'see you shortly'. Within a short time, she saw headlights approaching and walked slowly down the driveway with the dogs, to open the gate. A car pulled up alongside her. A tearful Rachel telling her of arguments at home with her boyfriend and how he had kicked her out.

The girls stayed up that night, talking about love, relationships and anything else that they could think of. 'Why don’t you move in with me' Sally announced without hesitation. 'The house is more than big enough, and it would be great to have some company'. Every evening had become much the same as any other for Sally. Completing the days paperwork for the Equestrian Centre, or sitting with a glass of wine, sometimes just doing research, usually for new Equine products, or sometimes family. Rachel agreed to move in but it would only be until she found somewhere of her own.

For several months everything was fine and the girls had a lot of fun working and socializing together, but Rachel began to notice just how much work Sally was doing, particularly in the evening. That evening was no exception. 'You need to get out more' said Rachel. 'I'm happy as I am' replied Sally, 'I have the dogs. besides I do go out' usually to do the shopping though'. 'What I meant is, you need a man in your life, someone to be there for you, to love you, spend quality time with you,' answered Rachel.

Sally had not been in a serious relationship for a little over 5 years, ever since she and Cody separated. Perhaps her friend was right. It would be nice to have additional company and someone to cuddle with at night. Or just to watch movies with, maybe go out to dinner with occasionally.' I think you are right' Sally said, nervously. Unaware that her house guest Rachel, ever searching for a suitable mate, had already posted her friends details on the well known dating site, heart-to-heart.com.

Scouring the adverts for potential suitors, Rachel yelled out, 'here's one, his name is James and he looks decent - oh wait, no forget it, he's in Dallas.' 'That’s only an hour away' Sally called back from the office where she was updating the staff rota. 'Well I sent him a message,' chuckled Rachel. Within a few minutes, there was a reply. 'Hi, great profile you have, and nice photos, would like to get to know you'.

For the next few hours, there was laughter, as the two friends read through literally hundreds of profiles and laughed at some of the messages received. Some of them sounded like promising suitors, whilst others like time wasters. There were even messages from married men, hoping for an affair.

Over the coming days Sally exchanged many messages with James. He told her that he was a lawyer, separated with three children, and that he loved books. A mutual interest shared by both of them. Little did James know, but Sally was a writer. A passion she rediscovered after Cody had left, and a means to blot out the pain, by absorbing herself in writing. As a child she had loved writing short stories at school and, had in the past written a couple for a well known woman’s magazine.

Days became weeks and weeks turned to months. Sally and James were now spending hours each day sending each other messages, and had spoken several times on the phone. She thought of him often, wondering how cases he was working on were going, and he would on occasion fill her in with brief details of cases he had in court. She listened with interest. It made a change to listen to something other than problems with cattle or horses, things that she and Cody would discuss.

Even Rachel had begun to see the sparks of happiness in her friend. Something that she had not seen for years, even though the two had become close friends since Rachel had worked for Sally, ever since she bought the ranch.

It was Wednesday morning, Sally woke early as usual. Reaching over to glance at the clock, she noticed 2 messages on her phone. They were from James. 'coming your way next week, how about meeting for lunch'. 'dreaming of you, call me later'.
Finally, after almost a year, she was going to meet the stranger that she had been talking to. For much of the day, he was the centre of her attention. Thinking about their forthcoming lunch meeting, would he be as she hoped he was? would he even like her?

That weekend, she had little time to think of him. For Sally was spending the weekend at a horse show near Austin where she was competing with her two favourite horses. She used to love competing, although just lately she hadn’t' done much of it.

Saturday went smoothly, jumping a double clear, with her stunning steel grey Thoroughbred, to take a first place. Excitedly Sally sent a message to James, reading 'double clear and first place'. James replied soon after with' well done darling 'good luck tomorrow, love you'. That evening the girls went out with a few of the afternoons competitors for dinner and drinks, a tradition which some of the competitors regularly did at shows. Tomorrow they would have to do it all again in the Puissance, which can only be described as 'high jump on horse back'. I wasn’t Sally's best event, but she enjoyed it from time to time. Perhaps it was the knowing that the only fence in the competition was a wall, which would reach heights in excess of six feet. But it was fun none the less.

The following afternoon, Sally and her favourite horse Ben were ready. How she loved that horse. A handsome Bay thoroughbred, standing 6 feet to the shoulder. He was tall compared to others of his breed. His coat shone like melted chocolate under the lights. The competition got under way, and after a short time, the wall had reached a height of 6 feet 2 inches. Bigger than Sally had ever dared go before, but she was willing. She had trust in Ben, although he did on occasion have a habit of tripping over his own feet on landing.

Cantering on steadily, she spurred the horse on. taking one almighty leap, the horse launched them into mid air. As they were suspended in the air for a split second Sally glanced down, she could see all the bricks still laying in situ. They had done it, just a clean landing and getaway to go. As Ben's front legs touched down, his head was also down, the horse landed on his nose, throwing Sally clear over his head. For a moment, she lay there dazed, before pain ripped through her left arm.

Medical attention arrived quickly to attend the fallen rider and horse. After a vets inspection, Ben was declared fit and well, but poor Sally had learned that she had a broken wrist and possible concussion. As she was lifted into the ambulance, she asked Rachel to get a message to James, as soon as possible.

After a few days recovering in the Memorial Hospital nearby, Sally was allowed home. she had not heard from James, during that time, did he know of the accident? Or was he seeing someone else? Was history repeating itself? She need not have worried, for arriving at home, she saw a bouquet of mixed flowers with a card sent from James. Opening up her laptop awkwardly with one hand, Sally managed to open her email. she had received several over the past few days, mainly from friends, wishing her well, having learned of the accident from Rachel.

Late that evening, as Sally was resting on the sofa, she noticed headlights from the window. Who was out on the road at this time? It was a very quiet country road on which she lived and her nearest neighbour was almost a quarter of a mile away. seeing car headlights at that time of night was rare. The lights grew closer, then stopped. A few seconds later, her phone rang, it was James. 'hey sweetheart' he said 'Rachel told me you were home, had to come to see you'. His voice sounded shaky, something was wrong.

Within a few minutes, his car had pulled up along side her BMW. As the doorbell chimed, Rachel answered. 'hi, I'm James' said the stranger. 'well you had better come in' she replied, sounding more like a housemaid than a friend.

As he stepped into the lounge, Sally noticed how handsome he was, dark greying her, and well dressed in a suit, with a contrasting tie set against a crisp white shirt... He was everything she had expected and more. Not only handsome but educated. It seemed that the years of loneliness were worth the wait.

As they talked and laughed together over a cup of coffee, James turned to sally looking directly at her, he said, 'Darling, You know I said I was separated from my wife',
'Go on' she replied in a stern manner.'
'Well I have moved back home, for the sake of my children, she thinks I am away on business at the moment, but I needed to come and tell you in person, and to see how you are.'

Her face dropped. Married? Back with his wife? No way was she going to be 'the other woman'. Sally was speechless. 'I think you had better leave,' she said. Her voice bordering between that of shock and fury.
'I'm staying at the Holiday Inn, at Austin, call me tomorrow' he replied.
'Call him tomorrow' she thought, 'no chance', after that bombshell she was done with men for good.

The next few days, she didn’t call James, and he never called her. Before long 3 months had passed since she had heard from him. During that time, she occasionally thought of him, wondering how he was, wondering if he was thinking of her. As she had been off recovering from the accident a few months earlier, and found herself unable to ride any horses, Sally began keeping herself occupied with other things. She had begun researching her family once again. Remembering back to the adoption paper she had found just after the funeral of her mother. For a few weeks, she tried in vain to find out all the details, without much success. Who did she know who may be able to help? After a few minutes, she thought of James. No way was she going to ask for his help, besides, they hadn’t spoken to each other in several months and he may not want to talk to her. She opened her email and began typing the message. Without thinking, she hit the send button. Too late now, she had just sent a message to James.

Being a lawyer gave him access to a wide range of legal documents and information, he would certainly know who to ask or where to look. Within a short time, he sent a message back. 'Good to hear from you, hadn’t expected to, but glad you did. Would be delighted to help, just let me know what you need'. Now there was a surprise, he had remembered her.

Replying to his message, Sally sent a message asking where she might find details of adoptions in Wyoming. 'leave it with me, and I shall get back to you'. Was the reply, she got.

Several days passed, and nothing, she was beginning to wonder, had he forgotten? Perhaps he was just busy. Deep down she knew these things took time, but was eager for information. Working in the office that evening, she opened up her email to check messages from clients. Down the list she noticed one from James. Clicking on it to open the message, her thoughts began drifting to him. In her heart, she still loved him but felt betrayed by his announcement several months ago, of returning to his wife.

Focusing back on the message in front of her, the words read, 'Sweetheart, contact the adoption agency on the letter, and ask for a copy of the file relating to the names mentioned in the later. That should give you everything you need to know'. Opening another web page, she began searching for flights to Wyoming for the following day. She had to know, who was 'Karen Weston'?

She hadn’t told Rachel of any of this but, taking a last minute trip like that, she knew she would have to.
'What? Are you crazy?' Rachel said loudly, in a puzzled way. 'Taking a trip to find something or someone you don’t even know? Well I guess I will have to take you to the airport tomorrow then'.

The following afternoon, the two friends hugged each other in the departure hall at Austin-Bergstrom International Airport, before Sally took the flight to Wyoming. A few hours later the plane touched down at Laramie Regional Airport in Wyoming. The weather was warm, but in contrast to the hot weather in Texas it felt cool, yet refreshing. After a short drive to the Hilton Garden Inn on Grand Avenue, Sally settled in to her room.

The following morning, after a light breakfast, she took a taxi to the offices of the Laramie Adoption Agency. Pushing open the glass door, Sally found herself in a large lobby. 'Can I help you?' a female voice said as it echoed against the marble floor. She turned to see a middle aged woman sitting behind a desk smiling towards her. 'I need to see someone about an adoption that happened about 40 years ago' Sally said nervously. 'Do you have an appointment?' the woman replied. 'No, but it is important, and I have travelled from Texas' Sally answered. 'Well take a seat, and I will see if there is someone free to talk to you' the woman replied as she got up from her chair.

It seemed like an eternity, but was only after a few minutes when a stout, middle aged, balding man appeared from a nearby office. He introduced himself and led Sally into the office from where he had appeared. 'Take a seat' he said as he sat down himself, behind a large oak desk.

'Now, I understand that you are looking for information on an adoption from long ago' he said firmly. 'Yes' Sally replied feeling somewhat intimidated by her surroundings. She tried to think what James had told her to do in his last message to her. Wishing he were there with her now, as he could handle situations like this much better than she could.

'Let me get some details, and we shall see what we can do for you' said the man, breaking her from the current thoughts she had. After half an hour of sitting, answering lots of questions, the man rose from his seat. 'finding the file may take some time, and there’s no guarantee we still have it in the archives' he said 'But if you come back in a couple of hours, we might have something for you'. Holding out her hand to him, she said, 'Thank you Mr...' 'Rayner' he replied, extending his arm in order to shake her hand.

Sally left the office and took the short walk, a few blocks into the city. Browsing the shop windows as she did so. Noticing a café a few doors down, she made her way there, to have a coffee and a bite to eat. After lunch she took the slow walk back to the Adoption Agency, stopping off to in a nearby gift shop on the way.

Upon arriving at the offices, she was greeted by Mr Rayner. 'well young lady, if you would follow me, I have something for you'. Sally followed him into his office and sat down on the leather seat as before. After going through the contents of the file with her, he handed her a copy.

As she made her way back to the hotel, she knew she wouldn't have time to read the file for herself, since she had to get to the airport for the return journey home. Several hours later, she arrived at Austin airport, looking around the arrivals hall for Rachel, she spotted James in the crowd. What was he doing here? Raising his hand to acknowledge her, he made his way through the crowd, leaning forward to give her a warm embrace.

'I wasn't expecting to see you here' she said, seeming surprised, 'but I am glad you are here'.
'you must be tired' he said, reaching out his had to take the suitcase from her. 'but let's go get some coffee, there’s something I need to talk to you about'.

Making their way to the Starbucks café in the terminal, Sally sat down at one of the empty tables. She looked on as James stood at the counter to order the coffee. He was handsome, his tailored suit well pressed and immaculate as ever, although his hair seemed a little greyer than the last time she saw him.

As he placed a cup in front of her, he asked her to listen to him for a few minutes. 'I have always loved you, but I had to make things work with my wife for the sake of my children' he said tentatively. 'That night, when you asked me to leave, and the months following, have been difficult' he went on, 'I moved out and am in the process of divorce. I guess what I am trying to say is, will you marry me?'. She gazed at him, for once she didn’t see the man she knew, strong minded and assertive, but that of a little boy lost in a wave of emotion. Placing her hand reassuringly of his, 'yes, I will marry you'.

The drive home passed quickly, the two of them filling each other in with events of the recent months. James telling her how he moved out of the family home, and of buying a small apartment in the city near his office.

The following morning, Sally rose early, eager to read the contents of the file for herself. James had left very early that morning, as it would take him at least two hours if not more to get to his office from there. As she skimmed through the pages, she wrote down a few notes. It would seem that her mother, Mary, had given birth to a baby, when she was just 17 years old. Mary had arrived in Wyoming in 1965, from Germany, to work as an au pair. The baby, named Karen, had been born a year later, and owing to the age of Mary at that time she had given her daughter up for adoption.
Sally wanted to know more. She had a half sister that she had never known about until now. She had to find out where her sister was now. Reading on through the file, she noticed that the baby was adopted in to a family named Ashwell, and they lived in Wyoming. An address was listed, 1260 River View Drive. Turning on her computer, she opened up a web page. Typing in the address, she clicked on a link. After reading the information on the screen in front her, she saw that a Charlotte Ashwell, aged 23, lived there. Was this a relative of Karen? Seeing a phone number for that address, she grabbed the phone next to her, carefully dialling the number, before hesitantly slamming the phone back down.

She couldn’t just phone a stranger asking if she was a relative, this would need to be done via a letter, and even then there would be no guarantee of a reply. It was a chance she had to take. Six months had now passed and nothing. Sally had begun to forget about finding Karen. Her relationship with James had grown stronger and he had now moved into her home on weekends, preferring to live in his own apartment on weekdays, in order to be close to his office. Mainly because it was easier for him to be close to the county jail and the court in case he was needed for a client.


Chapter 3

Checking the mail one morning, Sally noticed a white envelope. The postmark was from Wyoming and dated four days ago... Trembling, she carefully opened it to reveal a letter.

Dear Miss Weston,
Please accept my apology for not writing sooner. It was a shock to hear from you, and at first I did not want to reply.
I can confirm that Karen Weston is my Aunt, although she was adopted at birth and her name changed to Sarah Ashwell. Aunt Sarah moved to Texas a number of years ago, and she married some guy there, a business man I think. Although currently in the middle of a divorce, she has reverted back to her given name of Ashwell.

The letter went on to talk about other family members, but Sally noticed the last paragraph.

I have been in touch with Aunt Sarah and she has allowed me to give you her address. It is 1645 Richmond Avenue, Austin, Texas. The telephone number is 512-465-3346

Sincerely
Charlotte Ashwell

Numb with shock, Sally couldn’t believe it, she had literally given up her search for Karen, or Sarah Ashwell as she was now known.

Nervously she picked up the phone, hands shaking as she dialled the numbers. After a few seconds, there was a ringing sound, before a woman answered. 'hello' she said, pausing for a moment to compose her self, Sally replied.
'Hello, may I speak with Sarah Ashwell'.
'Speaking' came the voice down the line.
'Hello, my name is Sally Green,'
'I have been expecting your call' the woman replied.

Within minutes they were talking as if they were old friends, who once lost each other but now found. At the end of the call, the women agreed to meet the following afternoon in Zilker Metropolitan Park in Austin.

The following morning Sally couldn’t concentrate on her work, her mind instead switching to the meeting later that afternoon, when she would finally meet her sister for the first time.

Upon arriving at the park, later that afternoon, Sally parked her car, before getting out and walking to the sunken gardens, The place where she agreed to meet her sister. As she neared, she noticed a woman stood there a little older in years than herself, but she would recognize her anywhere, for she was the image of their mother Mary. It was Sarah.

The women hugged each other for several minutes before letting go. Over the next hour, they walked and talked, filling each other in with their lives. Sarah said of how her mother had given her up at birth as she was too young and in no position to care for a baby.

Mary, their mother, had arrived from Germany to work as an au pair for a wealthy couple in Wyoming. Within a short time of taking up her position, her employer began making advances towards her, increasing to a sexual nature. Within a short time, Mary found herself expecting a baby. At that time she was not in a position to care for it, and her employer denied it being his. So Mary took the difficult decision to place the baby girl for adoption, in hope that the child would have a better life than she could offer.


Time had gone on and Sarah suggested they carry on the conversion another day, since she needed to get back for her two sons, who would soon be home from School. The women agreed and arranged a meeting for that coming Saturday at Sarah's house, a short drive from Zilker park.

Saturday came, and Sally arrived at her sisters house around 10am. It was a lovely house. White painted wood on the outside, with a path leading through a well manicured lawn, up to the front door. As the door opened, Sally was greeted by a boy, he was aged around 10 years. Behind him, was Sarah. 'Come in, come in' she said cheerfully. Sally was led into a large bright kitchen, the smell of freshly baked bread and cookies drifting in the air. Sarah had been baking that morning.

The sisters carried on their conversation from a few days previously. Around 45 minutes later, a key turned in the front door. 'oh that will be my husband' said Sarah, picking up the boys as he does some weekends. As Sally turned to greet her brother-in-law, her face turned ashen, it was James, the man she was engaged to marry. He stood in the kitchen doorway with a puzzled look on his face, as if wondering what Sally was doing in his house. He had never given her his home address other than that of his apartment, yet here she was stood before him.

'James, I'd like you to meet my sister Sally' Sarah said. 'Ummm... we have already met, Sally is a client of mine,' he replied still puzzled. 'it's a pleasure you meet you again' said Sally confidently holding out her hand, secretly hoping that James wasn’t going to let on that she wasn’t in fact a client but the woman he was soon to marry, after his divorce from her sister was finalized.

She was no legal expert, she left that kind of thing for James to deal with. She did, though, think to herself, maybe this was, A Legal Affair'.