Sitting outside Florence’s Ice Cream shop, Lily had her latest case load in front of her. She was particularly grateful that she was finally allowed back at work, field work included. Lily needed a semblance of normal, and this gave her that. Still, she couldn’t help but want to stop for a bite of ice cream while she debated which witness to speak to first. Taking a bite of her chocolate peanut butter ice cream, she looked up when someone took the seat across from her. Looking up from her notes she asked, “Are you going to be joining me?”











