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"Hmm…Ok, I got a few Ideas. Can you come by the office today?" He finally said.
"Sure. We’ll both be there. Thanks Chet." I said, feeling a little relieved that this wasn’t going to be as big a deal as I thought.
"Don’t thank me yet pal. Wait until you get the bill." He laughed.
"I can’t wait." I scoffed.
"I’m here all day, so anytime is good for me."
"Ok Chet, we’ll be there in a little while. Bye now." I hung up the phone and looked at Sally standing before me.
"Good news?" She asked.
"Might be, Chet’s working on it. He says he has a few ideas." I got up, and walked around the desk. "That’s a cute outfit." I mentioned, passing her. "Let me get my shoes on, and we’ll go."
I glanced back at Sally who was still facing away from me. She really had a perfect ass in those shorts. I got my shoes on, and grabbed my keys.
We got into the pickup truck, and I started the engine while the garage door was opening up. I backed out of the garage, and headed for the city.
It took almost an hour to get to Chet’s office, and we were both quiet almost the entire way. I pulled the truck into a parking spot outside of the massive office building, and put a few coins in the parking meter. Once on the thirty-fourth floor, we found Chet’s office with no problem.
"Hi Stacy." I exclaimed.
"Mark, I haven’t seen you in forever." She got up, and walked around the desk to give me a hug.
"Not since the big deal with G.E. huh? It has been a while." I broke the embrace, and put my hand on the small of Sally’s back. "Stacy, this is Sally, my niece. Sally, this is Stacy."
Once the introductions were complete. Stacy motioned for us to go in Chet’s office "He’ll be right in. He’s talking to one of the partners." She sat back down at her desk. "It was nice meeting you Sally." She said as she was picking up the ringing phone.
Chet walked in a few minutes later. "Mark, old buddy. How ya doin?" he reached out his hand, and we shook. "This must be your niece?" he said already extending his hand.
"Yep, this is Sally." I introduced.
"Great, sit down you guys." He went back around his desk, and sat in his chair. "I got a few questions. When you guys took over guardianship, did you sign or did Leesha sign, or both?"
My face lit up because I knew where he was going with it. "I signed it. Leesha wasn’t even there."
Chet looked directly at Sally. "There ya go pretty lady." He pointed in my direction. "You’re all his, legally." He clasped his hands in triumph. "Next problem?"
Sally smiled wide, and moved to the edge of her seat. "Just like that? I don’t have to go with Leesha to France?" It was the first time I’d ever heard her use Leesha’s name without putting "Aunt" in front of it.
"Not if you don’t want to. Now if this thing goes to court, the judge will ask you where you want to go. You’re sixteen, and that makes you old enough to make the decision." He put his feet on his desk. "Now if Leesha pushes the issue, I’ll argue that your Uncle Mark here, has sole guardianship, and in this state, that is indisputable if only one party signs the guardianship document." Chet looked rather proud of his self, and put his hands behind his head. "There’s also emancipation, if that falls through."
"What’s that?" Sally asked.
Chet began to explain. "Since your folks died, and basically left you without parents, and you’re now sixteen years old. In this state, you can be what’s called emancipated. This means that legally, you’d be an adult. Now there are some pro’s and con’s to this, so we really only want to do that if it’s necessary."
Sally simply nodded her head and sat back in her chair, satisfied that she didn’t have to go to France.
"Sally, could you give your Uncle Mark and me a few minutes please?" Chet asked. "There’s a soda machine down the hall. Stacy can show you where it is."
Sally nodded her head and stood up. "Sure. I can do that. I’ll just wait outside till you’re done." She touched me on the shoulder as she went past.
Chet grabbed a stack of papers on his desk, and tossed them in my direction. "Leesha’s already been busy." He said, pointing to the papers. "These were faxed over about fifteen minutes before you got here."
I picked up the stack of papers, and saw "DAVIS VS. DAVIS" typed across the top. "She already filed?" I asked in amazement.
"Yep." Chet said leaning back in his chair. "I gotta call her lawyer, but it looks like she’s not asking for anything." He winked at me.
"Nothing?" I asked back.
"According to all of this, she wants to be let back into the house, escorted if you desire, to get her clothes and a few mementos, and that’s it."
"This Franco fuck must be loaded if she doesn’t want anything." I commented flipping through the pages. "Can you call her lawyer now?" I tossed the stack back in his direction. "Could this be over today?"
"For all practical purposes, yes. That is, of course, if there aren’t any problems where Sally’s concerned. She wasn’t mentioned in the papers, and Leesha’s already signed them. It’ll take a day or two to get things through the courts, but yea, it will be over."
"Call him." I directed. "Lets get this over with."
I heard Chet talking with her attorney. He said yes, and no a lot, and at one point gave me the thumbs up sign. He talked briefly about Sally, and then winked at me.
"Ok, I’ll let him know that she’s going to come over." He made the ok sign with his thumb and forefinger, and covered up the phone.
"Can she go over there now and get her stuff?" He asked me. I gave him the ok for her to do that. There really wasn’t anything there that I wanted that couldn’t be replaced She could have just about everything, just not all of my money, and not Sally.
"You too. If only they were all this easy." He tossed the papers back in my direction, then handed me a pen. "He’s signing them now, and I’ll fax you copies, and have a courier drop them off at your office." He hung up the phone. "Dirt bag." He mumbled under his breath.
I signed the papers, and gave them back to him. "What was said about Sally?"
"She was in the office, and told her lawyer that she would only take her if she wanted to go with her, but she wasn’t going to force her."
"So that’s it?" I questioned, thinking that it couldn’t possibly be that easy to get divorced after eight years of marriage. "We’re divorced?"
"Welcome to the land of irreconcilable differences." He said getting up with the papers. He left the office momentarily "Sally, you can come back in now dear, we’re done." I heard him say. Sally followed him into the office. "You guys go out and celebrate, or whatever and I’ll get you copies in the mail once I get the final decree. Leesha is headed to the house now, so you may want to be gone for a few hours, unless, you’re worried about what she might take."
"I’m not worried about it. Believe it or not, I still trust her." I managed a little smile, as the gravity of what had happened today sunk in. "You ready kiddo?" I asked Sally. She grabbed a hold of my hand, and we left the office.
Once we were back in the pickup, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "What was that for?" I turned towards her and asked.
She smiled, and gave me another kiss on the lips. "The first one was for wanting me."
"And the second?" I asked putting the truck in reverse.
"The second was for WANTING me." She bit her bottom lip, then scooted over into the center of the seat to be closer to me.
End of Part III
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