Mesothelioma Lawyers, New York
OK, maybe she wasn't that sound asleep. "Honey, you're up?" I asked to confirm. Lawyers like to ask questions they already know the answers to.
"Yeah, I wasn't sleeping well anyway," she said.
"Sorry," I offered. "I didn't mean to wake you. It's Frank."
"I know," she replied.
"How do you know?"
She giggled. "Because you were muttering under your breath. It's adorable how much of an interest you're taking in him."
Was I muttering out loud? "I just think that if he grows up a little, it will really help me and the firm, not to mention himself."
"You're trying to be a father figure," she asserted. "And it's great that you want to help him get his act together, but don't get too attached to him. You can't get attached to people in the firm. It's not a good idea to mix your work life with your personal life. Bad things happen when worlds collide."
"I know," I conceded, "but this kid is really capable of going places, and he just needs a good kick in the butt to get him going."
"Fine, but kick like a mentor, not like a father," she suggested.
Maybe she was still thinking about Ben Wolfram, an intern I had a few years back. He had been diagnosed with terminal mesothelioma, and he wanted to spend his remaining days working for us. That way, he could help support asbestos lawsuits against the ones who (allegedly) did this to people intentionally.
He was still our intern when he died. Sad, yes, but I don't think that's a reason to distance yourself from as many people as possible. Though maybe she had a point. Being a fan of Frank could be very frustrating at times, and a little distance might not be a bad idea. But he wanted to talk now.
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