Chapter 73

“May Belle, this is an order granting an injunction,” he said. “I want you to retype it exactly as you see it, except those places where I have scratched through the word ‘temporary’.”

She took the document, said, “Yes, Sir,” and she was about to leave the room when I stopped her

“Excuse me, Ma’am,” I said.

“Yes, Sir?”

“I have that document on a thumb drive. It will save you some work if you care to use it and you have access to WordPerfect.”

“Is there any other word processing program?” she said, and smiled.

“Not in my office,” I said. I fished the thumb drive out of my briefcase and handed it to her.

“Thank you,” she said, and left the room.

The judge looked at us and said, “What those boys have been going through is frighteningly reminiscent of what my people used to go through back in the day.”

“I totally agree,” I said. “However, I’m not sure some of the more vocal black activists would concur.”