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papers scattered about.
    She was a beautiful woman. 5’9” with long red braided hair. It wasn’t the coppery red hair, but a deep rich auburn curls, and gorgeous big hazel eyes. Her jeans and blue and gray striped sweater weren’t super loose, but they were loose enough to hide her curves.
    He considered waking her up, but figured he would let her sleep. Instead, he tugged the blanket off the couch and draped it over her. He was about to head upstairs for bed, but decided against it, heading for the basement to work.

Chapter Two
    March 20 th
    Liza woke up to the smell of coffee, but did not open her eyes. The smell was strange since she was the only one living in her apartment. She blinked. Where the hell was she? She didn’t recognize her surroundings. Reality came crashing in on her when she remembered she was sleeping on a virtual stranger’s couch. Glancing at her watch, she bolted upright. Five thirty. She had a visitation scheduled at eight and was clueless as to how she was going to get there.
    Liza closed her laptop, stuck it in her bag, and then packed up her papers. A cup of steaming coffee sat on the table. Next to the cup was a note scrawled in neat, angular handwriting. She picked it up and read:
    Liza,
    There’s a gray car out front ready for you. Keys next to the note. Give me a call when you have a spare moment.
    Julian
    His number was at the bottom of the paper. Liza put the note down. All things considered, she didn’t have any other choice. Resigned to accept the help offered, she tucked his note into her purse then tore a page from her notebook. She scribbled her name, address, insurance information and phone number on the paper then plucked the keys from the table.  Would she get a bill in the mail from the tow truck?
    She gathered her things. Misty, her client’s daughter, was scheduled for pick up at seven thirty. She would need to hurry if she wanted to get home and change clothes first.
    Liza left the den, headed through the main room, and into the kitchen. She would have loved to have the time to see at the whole house. She rinsed the cup and left it in the sink, but didn’t see anyone around. How she wished she could have thanked Julian in person, but figured once she got her phone, she’d call and thank him.
    She headed out of the house and saw the vehicle in the driveway. She didn’t recognize the emblem on the front, but it appeared expensive and new. Her car was ten years old, missing a side mirror, and who knew what other damage from the accident. She hurried over to the vehicle and climbed inside. At least it was an automatic and not huge. It even had the new car smell.
     
    Upon arriving at her apartment, Liza showered. If her time allowed it, she’d blow-dry her hair, but most mornings it was easier to towel dry it and braid it.
    Opening her drawer, she reached for a c lean pair of jeans. Stretch jeans for comfort or tight jeans for hot body? What if Julian asked to meet her after work? Tight!
    She caught her reflection in the mirror. She even accessorized her outfit. Brown and green infinity scarf, gold dangle earrings and an antiqued cuff bracelet. Shaking her head, she  snatched her purse and left for work.
    Her job wasn’t difficult. She spent the majority of her time observing her clients behaviors while supervising visitations between them and their children. The children were removed from home due to a variety of issues from abuse to drug use. The other part of her job was to teach clients – in their homes – parenting, organization, and help them find any assistance they may need. The stress from the bureaucracy, governmental regulations, and client issues made the job draining. Her first client was Katrina. Liza sat in the living room taking notes on the visitation.
    This case was different for Liza. While some of her other clients brought the system down upon themselves, Katrina didn’t. Having an IQ of 65, Katrina couldn’t reason over a sixth grade level.