TITLE: Wild Flower Fields
GENRE: Women's Fiction
Alex Kent strode toward the public defender’s office of San Diego County to reclaim his life. His Italian shoes hit the sidewalk in regulated steps, like a soldier’s marching into battle. He entered the Centre City Building and his eyes surveyed the geometric floor, the tall curving archways, the gold leaf that covered the brackets supporting the plaster ceiling. The baroque architecture seemed out of place in an office building that served the indigent. But then, so did his Gucci briefcase.
In the elevator, he smoothed his tie. His gold wedding band caught the light. He told himself this meeting was a formality. His confidence was high — he doubted that any of his competitors had a U.S. senator on speed-dial. Yet these familiar surroundings reminded him of what he had lost. A longing gathered in his chest. He pushed it down. He had to stay focused.
The elevator reached his floor and he stepped into the hallway. Glancing down at his watch, he rounded the corner and collided with Karina Fields. Her folder slid from her grasp, and she teetered on peach-colored pumps. Alex seized her arm to steady her.
“Sorry.” His face warmed. It had been a year since he’d seen Karina, his ex-wife’s sister. “It’s good to see you, Kare.”
Karina gaped, then blinked. She straightened her nutmeg hair, worn tucked behind her ears as if she were always listening.
Alex retrieved the papers strewn across the hallway. He held the file out to Karina.