Two years ago they ran from there, even though, the couple had successful careers as attorneys in one of the biggest firms in the state.
Monty was a hard Knox kind of guy when Cora met him in a coffee shot near the Old North Church. He wouldn't normally have given the time of day to anyone. Once he saw Cora though he broke his rule. She was stunning in her grey tweed business suit. She was on her way court as was he.
" Can I pay for that?" He jumped in front of half a dozen people to get up to her at the counter.
"I suppose. Pushy aren't we?" She smiled and gave him a sarcastic tone to her question.
The coffee was purchased and the two headed out the door.
"I know you are at my firm and I have observed you at a distance for about three months now. Normally I just don't push myself on people. This morning, however, I couldn't help it. You have absolutely captivated me." Now this was unexpected Monty just didn't expect what came out of his mouth.
Cora kept walking and he was right with her. Nothing more was said they got in a cab and went off to the courthouse.
The day went on and they met with clients and made their appearances in various courtrooms. Their last cases over and back at the office each tied up the loose ends of the day.
They wound up together again at the elevator and from that moment on and through a series of dates,
dinners, dancing, events and finally meeting each other's families they married and proceeded on as a successful couple until a fateful Friday when Cora had a client who wasn't happy with his verdict. As she packed her briefcase with her case files he returned inside the courtroom unnoticed. He walked up behind her and grabbed her by the throat squeezing as hard as he could. She tried to scream but no sound would come and no success in fighting him off. He pushed her to the floor and finally a court officer came in to pick up papers off of the Judges bench and saw the struggle ran and grabbed the man. Cora coughed and sputtered and worked her way back to her feet. A female officer came in and the judge darted out from behind the door at bench. The officer cuffed the man and led him away.
Judge Terrell was a fatherly type man with snow white hair and fair skin. In his late 50s or so.
"You alright Cora? Perhaps we should call Monty?' He said in a concerned and quiet, calming voice.
Then a shout from the back of the room came. " No need I am here Officer Taylor came after me. I was in the next room. Cora are you alright sweetheart?" He took her in his arms and kissed her. Then looking her over for signs of injury.
"I am alright now." Her voice was raspy, and she was weak in the knees.
" I am taking you to the ER now. We need to have you looked at." Monty escorted her to the car.
In the ER, the doctor found her to be without any severe injury and released her.
At home in their uptown apartment, the two were at the dinner table eating Chinese.
"I am scared now Monty I don't think I can bring myself to walk in that courthouse again."
" I have been considering leaving the firm. I haven't mentioned it before, but now I think it is time since this event has happened." Monty sipped his coffee and took Cora's hand in his.
"Leaving the firm? Yes, I want to go now. Can we move?" Cora would live anywhere at this point just to get away from that monster. This is the first time in her life she was truly terrified.
" I have been staring at a picture in my office at a place in Montana and I think we could make it there and if you didn't want to work you wouldn't have to." He had a paper in his hand with a listing of a 200-acree ranch for sale.
She grabbed the paper from him and they started getting online and checked it out on the Satelite, researched the community. She was all for it.
Three months went by getting their work finished and selling their apartment. They were now in a ranch in Montana. Bakerstown, Montana where the air was clean and fresh and she became a housewife and he a rancher and attorney on the side. His office though wasn't a posh uptown location but a side room on the house. His clients were mainly those in land disputes and ranch issues with a mix if drunk driving and divorce cases.
He started a hobby of collecting Indian artifacts, especially when he started finding arrowheads on the property. He was digging a water hole on back forty and dug some up along with some nice looking rocks. Cora would put those in her flower bed in front of the house. Ranching turned out to be hard work, but here in this peaceful spot they are now tranquil and have been for sometime. They don't miss Boston or their past lives.