Chapter 2: The Job

“Oh, Scheiss!” Nancy shouted and slammed her fist on the desk. “They’re making a secretary out of me again.”

Joe heard the commotion in his room and came into his mother’s study. It was the best-furnished room in the apartment, with a large oak desk, a couch and coffee table, and two telephones. An antique engraved print by Piranesi hung on one wall, a view of the Roman Forum. Every horizontal surface was covered with papers. Smoke swirled around the desk lamp. Continue reading