Chapter 33 "Filial" Dean

January 9, the second Monday of '89.

That day, Dean had donned his only presentable overcoat, having called Judge Witt's office the previous Friday, the two parties agreeing to discuss the software matter again today.

Returning to the Seventh District Circuit Court of Youngstown, the crowd was still bustling. Outside the courthouse doors, beside the Corinthian columns, some people simply sat facing the sun.

The rare good weather, free of snow and wind, couldn't thwart people's longing for sunshine, even though the courthouse was heated.

Dean briskly ascended the long marble steps, finding his way to the courthouse's information desk as if by second nature.

Unsurprisingly, it was still Lorraine sitting there. Her full head of red hair was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight pouring in from the windows, making her freckles all the more noticeable.