Chapter 20. Saturday Morning

Brian had already left to play golf when Liz woke up at 6:00 a.m., and crossed herself.  Martin Luther had instructed his flock to make the sign of the cross upon waking to remember their baptism.  He said that they should remember their baptism every morning and wear it as a garment throughout the day as a reminder that their sins were forgiven and there is grace enough for what is to come. 

Finishing her prayers, she threw on her robe and took Keller out to do his business in the yard, breathing in the sweet scent of the night blooming jasmine.  It was a welcome scent because it was one of the first signs that spring was around the corner. 

When Keller was finished, Liz picked up after him, opened the gate, and said, “Go get the paper, Keller.”  

Fetching the paper was one of the tricks she had taught Keller—who was an eager pupil.  He had also learned to sit, shake, go to his “place,” and roll over.  Brian joked that he wanted to teach him to get him a beer while he was watching golf on Saturday afternoons. 

Keller scampered down the steps and picked up the edge of the plastic cover over The Wall Street Journal, and dragged it up the steps into the house, dropping it at Liz’s feet.

“Good boy, Keller, Good boy!”

 Liz had her morning coffee while reading the paper, and putzed around the kitchen before going back upstairs to get dressed for the seminar.  Casual clothes were de rigueur for Saturday seminars. Liz dressed in neat pressed jeans, a cream cashmere turtleneck, and her classic navy wool Brooks Brother blazer. It was always freezing in those hotel conference rooms. 

After making sure that Anna was awake and taking care of Sean, she left the house at 8:30 for her all-day “MCLE” –Mandatory Continuing Legal Education– course at the Century Plaza hotel in Century City.  

The course was called “Evidence Essentials.” The law of evidence was not Liz’s strong suit.  And now that she was in trial more often, she needed a refresher from the course she had taken over twenty years before in law school.  The presenter was a judge well-known for his expertise on the subject, and Liz knew that he prepared good handouts—including a trial evidence “cheat sheet” that she had seen other lawyers use.  

Two hours in, Liz was pleasantly surprised that the judge actually made the course interesting by sprinkling case studies between his expositions on the law.

When she called home during the lunch hour, Anna said that they were still working on the quilt squares, and that Sean was very excited to be getting his own quilt.