Page 29 of Private Pleasures

“That suit sure didn’t come from Talbots, like most of my stuff,” she noted.

“Your wardrobe here is a bit more elegant, more upmarket,” he said.

Nora bent and, picking up her shorty robe, slipped it on. “I do have to go,” she said to him.

“When will you be back?” he asked her.

Nora shook her head. “I don’t know. With J. J. in the house, I have to be careful.”

“I’ll be waiting,” he promised her.

“Really?”

He nodded.

“How do I get back before closing time?” she wondered aloud. She hadn’t even considered that when she made her plans to come tonight.

“Just touch the screen of the plasma telly in the living room. When you turn it on you’ll see your den. Good night, Nora, my love.”

She blew him a kiss, and hurried back into the living room to turn on the television. When the screen lit she could see her den, in the dimness. Reluctantly she reached out and put her hand flat against the screen. She didn’t want to go back, but she had to if she was going to beat Jeff. And no matter how the cards were stacked against her, Nora had already decided her husband wasn’t going to get his way this time.

Chapter Five

Nora heard nothing from her husband after he had asked her for a divorce. His attorney, Raoul Kramer, had called Rick and said they would all get together after J. J.’s graduation. “No need spoiling the kid’s big day,” he said.

“It’s already spoiled, but maybe a few days will give Jeff a little more perspective,” Rick replied. “He can’t just dump the woman he’s been married to for over twenty-five years without something.”

“Sure he can,” Kramer laughed. “I’ll call you in two weeks, Johnson.” And he hung up.

“You looked pissed,” his partner, Joe Pietro d’Angelo, said, coming into Rick’s office. “Let me guess. The Buckley divorce.”

“Joe, we gotta do something. Jeff and his lawyer won’t budge. What the hell is going to happen to Nora, and her kids?”

“What did Kramer want?”

“They don’t want to discuss anything until after J. J.’s graduation,” Rick said.

“Okay, no problem,” Joe told him. “They’re hoping by putting it off you’ll ease up on some of your demands. This is a game, Rick. They won’t back down. We won’t back down. Jeff Buckley has more to lose than Nora does.”

“How do you see that?” Rick asked.

Joe chuckled. “Look, he’s divorcing the long-suffering wife for the younger trophy wife. They want to make a nice nest. He’s obviously found something, and that’s why he wants to sell the house. The kids’ college money isn’t enough. He wants to be debt free. No mortgage. He paid off the Ansley Court house a couple of years ago. If he sells it, it’s all profit except for the agent’s commission. And I’ll bet he tries to sell it without an agent. No judge is going to let him disenfranchise Nora and her kids. We take it to a judge, and the judge is going to rule Nora stays in the house until they reach a fair settlement. We can hold them off that way, and Raoul Kramer knows it. They want a fast settlement, and we’re not going to give it to them unless Jeff gets reasonable.”

“Nora wants the house,” Rick said.

“I don’t think we can get it for her,” Joe told his partner. “The best we’re going to do is half the value of the house because her father put down half the down payment. And that’s the absolute best. Kramer is going to claim she never paid a penny of the mortgage. We’re going to have to counterclaim that while she never put money into the house, she did put sweat equity based on her track record as a wife. Nora has always been frugal with Jeff’s money. Tiff says she’s been wearing the same stuff from Talbots for years. She never buys anything for herself. In other words, her good habits have helped Jeff build the wealth he now wants to squander on a younger new wife.”

“God, you’re good!” Rick grinned.

Joe grinned back. “I learned a lot at that big practice I worked for in town when I was a callow youth. People with money get real possessive in a situation like this. What do you think Nora will do when this is all over?”

“She’s planning to go to the community college to learn computer skills and take a course on how to get a job,” Rick said.

“Won’t be easy at her age, and with no previous experience,” Joe noted, “but if Nora’s careful, she’ll manage. Has she got an aptitude for anything in particular?”

“You got me,” Rick said. “I wonder if Jeff will show up at the graduation. Maureen is friends with J. J.’s girlfriend, Lily Graham. She told Carla that J. J. doesn’t want his dad there. That he’s really mad at him, especially since he won’t pay J. J.’s board at State.”

“Yeah,” Joe said, “that’s something we’ve got to do for Nora. Tiff was talking to me about it. The kid’s got a soccer scholarship for tuition. Why don’t the rest of us kick in for his dorm and meal plan? It’s only about fifteen hundred apiece. The kid’s got a summer job, and he’s already lined up an on-campus job. That’ll take care of everything else. I’d feel lousy if he lost that scholarship because his father is a horny prick.”