"Travel 16 hours and I have to go to the lawyers with you?"
My sister smiled and I chuckled, "Is he cute?" I asked as we walked in the building.
"We'll go get a Gyro on State Street as soon as we're done her," she said winking.
The building was glass and dark wood, big desks and secretaries. I really wasn't paying much attention as Tina (my sister) spoke to the receptionist. I was enjoying the people, I love to people watch. An old man moved forward and I made myself pay attention.
“Tina, lovely of you to come all this way, you saved me a trip, I just can’t fit in.”
“Frank this is my sister, Callie, she’s visiting.”
“Welcome Callie, let’s move into the office. Coffee, or Tea?”
Tina chuckled, “You know me Coffee black.”
“Tea,” I said smiling at the big man, “please.”
“So where are you from Callie?”
“Texas,” I said smiling. “Just wanted to come for a week or two and visit my little sister.” I smiled over at Tina and our private joke. (Big, little, you never were to young at our home you were always too short to do what ever it was you wanted.) I followed them into a nice booklined office and sat in a plush leather chair. The door was left open for the secretary and they started talking. I again fazed out.