Chapters (68)
- Partner Pursuit
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Re: Whitaker retirement party
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Friday, New York City
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Subject: Deposition of Plaintiff in James case
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Subject: Mentors Found
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Jake: While you’re stuck at work, think about this: I thought you might want to do a yoga session while I’m surfing in Santa Teresa. Should I book?
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
- On any top-ten list of best Sunday plans, today’s brunch with my former crush and his new girlfriend would rank number eleven … hundred. Times five. But I couldn’t say no. We’re still friends.
“What if you were about to go on vacation and a theatre called you and offered you the role of a lifetime?” Audrey asked.
“Okay.”’ Penny nodded, her gaze meeting Audrey’s. “I can see why you’re a good lawyer.”
Chapter Sixty
Chapter Sixty
As Audrey walked into the office on Monday morning, Gertrude met her with a stack of pink telephone slips (“all congratulations,” she said) and handed her another bouquet of flowers. Her office looked like a flower shop.
She was really going to do it. She was going to accept the Popflicks offer and resign from Howard, Parker & Smith. After seven years of striving so hard for this? To give it up? She took a deep breath. Maybe she should spend another night thinking about it. No. She’d learned a lesson: pick her partner and her employer carefully. If she’d been on trial the week the British had called, the firm would’ve never pulled her off her trial to fly to London. They would’ve substituted another associate. But the firm didn’t consider her vacation time to be as important as a client’s needs. She wanted a workplace that respected life outside work. That belief underlaid the informal, inspiring atmosphere of Popflicks. And she wanted a boss like Betty, who believed in her and challenged her—for example, insisting that she do the cross-examination. She’d be part of senior management at Popflicks as opposed to a junior partner here. On the negative side, she might be the uncool workaholic.
She called Betty to accept. Betty sounded thrilled and recommended taking at least a month off before she started at Popflicks, stating there was nothing like that free time between jobs once you had a new job lined up. Betty suggested Audrey start in eight weeks, since she probably had to give two weeks’ notice and the office was closed anyway for the week between Christmas and New Year’s.
Then Audrey called Winnie and asked her if she wanted to join her at Popflicks. She told Winnie that Betty had mentioned previously that a lawyer in the department had transitioned to the business side of things so that was an option, if Winnie decided she didn’t want to stay in law. Winnie was shocked, but also excited—for both of them. She said yes.
Audrey walked into the senior managing partner’s office. She was nervous. Her feet didn’t make a sound on the rich red carpet. A black leather couch sat by one wall. Square mahogany chairs faced the partner’s desk. Hard wooden seats, with no cushion; they were not comfortable to sit in, but she couldn’t quite believe he’d chosen them for that purpose. She’d never been to his office on the spur of the moment before. He looked a bit surprised. Guarded. She supposed senior partners knew that unprompted visits could mean bad news.
“Do you have a moment?” she asked.