Leilani.
Today, it snowed. And I didn't even realize that we'd scaled through to mid-November until I got out to find the white flurries sitting pretty on top of my car. But because it wasn't anything heavy, I got in and drove off to the company, only to arrive and find that I had mail sitting pretty and waiting for me.
It was from my family.
And it was a court summon.
When I saw this, I smirked, immediately called my lawyer, Adrian Crete, and asked him to counter sue. His response was quick, and by lunch break, he'd reached them and gotten back to me. And they'd given him the response I'd hoped to hear.
It was brief. It was funny. But it was what I'd been expecting. They'd simply said; "Fuck you."
When I heard this news, I couldn't contain my laughter. Even Jarek seemed to be having so much fun acting as our spectator.
