LOCKHART & ASSOCIATES
Alicia: "...No, there wasn't anything she didn't get. She's fine."
Diane: "Come on, was the glass ceiling broken for this?"
Alicia: "With respect, yes. Yes it was."
Diane: "She'll be back. Like you. Give her fifteen years."
Alicia: "No, I really don't think so."
Diane: "Well. You still want to talk salary?"
She walks past the tree, past the swing where Grace broke her leg. There's cookies in the oven, or cinnamon on the stove. Open house group touring in the den, to the practiced rhythms of real estate patter. She wanted to talk salary so she wouldn't have to come here; she wanted to talk salary so she could.
Upstairs against the current there's a bedroom that never saw a fight. Hospital corners. It smells clean. In the closet, they're still marked, Grace and Zach, leapfrogging, all the way up the wall. Every year, every surge, every broken leg and skinned knee. And there at the top, Mom. And Dad. She reaches out to touch the names, all that history, and that's when she realizes that she never should have come. Alicia Florrick slams the closet door, crying, and Alicia Florrick leaves home once again.
Quite a day. Still growing.
JACOB CLIFTON is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He currently recaps Gossip Girl, The Good Wife, Pretty Little Liars and True Blood for TWoP. Jacob can be found online at jacobclifton.com, on Twitter, and on Facebook. IRL work appears in BenBella's SmartPop series of anthologies, most recently A Friday Night Lights Companion and Fringe Science.