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“—and I’m assuming that’s why you asked me here this morning, I’d recommend having her work off her fine for the State. Have her pick up trash; work in a soup kitchen or women’s shelter. She apparently needs the discipline and structure. She left home because she didn’t want limitations and structure. Now she’s broken the law, due to no consistent boundaries while growing up and now if we don’t impose a punishment, she gets off again.”
    “I had a feeling that you’d feel that way, and you know I support that thinking, right?” Judge Morton raised his eyebrows, nodding in agreement. “I’m sure we can get her to agree when we apply the right persuasion. Her father, I’m pretty sure, will agree to whatever we propose — as long as she’s left without a record.”
    Preston Harrison came from a family that believed in discipline and he in turn was a proponent of punishment fitting the crime, using what’s available, finding what the “currency” is for the one being punished. Once you determined what they would avoid at all costs, you had the upper hand. He thought about how Miss Avery Beauchamp hated rules and boundaries to the point that she resorted to a job of manual labor due to her lack of skills and experience. This might just work.
    Preston’s eyebrows raised. “So you say she’s a cleaner, right?”
    “Yes, working on her own, not part of a cleaning company. Why?”
    Preston rubbed his forefinger along his top lip, formulating a plan. “Well, I was thinking. She cleans — and I just bought this property that needs so much cleaning, I don’t even want to think about it. More than enough to keep a girl busy. Since it was her inappropriate behavior while cleaning that got her into trouble, it would seem that being required to clean and behave responsibly might be a good punishment.”
    “What’re you proposing, Preston?” Judge Morton pulled his glasses off and leaned forward.
    “Well, the fine is eight to ten thousand by my calculations, which would be about six months of work. She would have her own bedroom and keep her cell phone. I would require that she not drive or leave the property unless she’s accompanied by me. In addition to that rule, I would require that she follow other house rules — no alcohol, drugs, or smoking. She would have to work responsibly as evidenced by the progression of rooms cleaned during her stay. If she doesn’t comply, she will add weeks to the time served to meet the fines.”
    Judge Morton nodded. “We’ll have to run this by Judge Beauchamp first and get his approval. Then we’ll have to deal with Miss Avery Beauchamp.”
    “She’ll agree. I have no doubt. Let’s contact her father and get him to sign off on it.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    Judge Morton appeared at the door of his chambers and beckoned. “Avery Beauchamp, come this way please.”
    Avery stood on shaky legs and made her way to the doorway. He held the large cherry door open and she stepped into the stylish room. She was stunned by the huge desk, and the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, filled to bursting with various law books. The handsome lawyer she had seen earlier rose from his seat as she entered.
    As she approached the desk, he thrust his hand out toward her. “Miss Avery Beauchamp, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Preston — Preston Harrison.”
    At a loss for words, she put her hand out to shake his. “Hi, how are you?”
    She felt self-conscious, still wearing her jeans and red sweater with sneakers. She didn’t even want to think about the fact that she hadn’t showered or brushed her teeth since yesterday morning. “I’m sorry about how I look. Please forgive me. I haven’t had a shower or anything.”
    He paused, looking at her, seemingly sizing her up. “Not having a shower appears to be the least of your concerns today, young lady. Am I correct? It’s been a pretty rough twenty-four hours for you.”
    “Yes, Sir. It has.” She looked