Exposed (Rosato & DiNunzio #5)(5)
Mary explained, “It means Simon is a qualified individual under the law and he is associated with Rachel. In other words, Simon’s company can’t fire him because she got sick and her medical expenses are going to cost them. I have to research the cases and get more facts from you, but I think we have an excellent case here.”
“That’s great!” Simon threw his hands in the air.
“Thank God!” Feet cheered, and Tony-From-Down-The-Block, Pigeon Tony, and Mary’s father burst into chatter, all at once. “Bravissima, Maria!” “Way to go, Mare! Go get ’em!”
“MARE, I KNEW YOU’D KNOW WHAT TO DO! I’M SO PROUD A YOU!” Her father shuffled over and kissed the top of her head. “THANK GOD YOU’RE SO SMART! AND BEAUTIFUL!”
“Aw, Pop.” Mary flushed, relieved. She couldn’t have lived with herself if she couldn’t help Simon and Rachel, fighting for her life. If there was any reason she had become a lawyer, this was it. To help families, children, and the community as a whole. She felt as if she had finally found her niche in special-education and disability law and lately she’d come to work happier than ever before.
Simon beamed. “Mary, that’s so amazing. How does that work? Do you think I could get my job back? I really need to work.”
“Okay, hold on.” Mary put up her hand. “I have to study your notebook and do my research before I can answer any of these questions for sure. And the procedure under the law is that before we go to court, we have to file a complaint with the EEOC, the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission, first. Then they give us a right-to-sue letter and we can go to court. As far as remedy, I don’t know if you can get your job back, but why would you want it? Do you have an employment contract or a non-compete?”
“Yes, for two years, and it covers the mid-Atlantic states. So now I can’t work in sales in the area but I can’t move out of the area because of Rachel being at CHOP.”
Mary saw his dilemma. “Okay, we’ll see what we can do. We might be able to get a decent settlement, then you can stay home with Rachel during her treatment.”
“But what about her medical expenses?”
“You buy COBRA with the settlement money. That covers you both for eighteen months and you’ll find another job when you free up more.”
“That would be best of all! I don’t know how to thank you, Mary.” Simon broke into a huge smile.
Her father grinned. “HOW MUCH CAN YOU GET HIM, MARE?”
Feet chimed in, “Yeah, how much?”
Mary waved them off. “Don’t get ahead of yourselves. I need to know more before we make a settlement demand and I want to see the notebook, so I understand exactly what happened.”
Simon nodded, excited. “So you’ll take my case, Mary? Do you have the time?”
“Of course.” Mary mentally cleared her calendar. She didn’t have anything as pressing as this. This was for family.
“Thank you so much!” Simon squeezed her hand. “And I just want to say up front that I’m paying you for this. I’m not expecting you to represent me for free.”
“YOUR MONEY’S NO GOOD HERE. YOU KNOW THAT.”
“Simon, my father’s right,” Mary said, meaning it. She’d have to tell her partner, Bennie Rosato, but the days were over when she’d have to ask for permission.
“What do we do next?” Simon checked his watch. “I should get over to the hospital.”
Feet nodded. “Simon sleeps there, and we trade off. We like to be there when she’s up.”
Tony-From-Down-The-Block added, “So she knows she’s not alone.”
“OF COURSE SHE’S NOT ALONE!” Mary’s father said, and she saw his eyes begin to glisten, so she rose.
“Okay, then. Let me get started so we can get a demand letter out right away. See if we can get this settled without having to file suit.”
“Think we can?” Simon stood up, his entire demeanor improved. He held his head higher and squared his shoulders.
“I can’t guarantee it, but I feel good.” Mary gave him a reassuring hug and gathered him, Feet, her father, the remaining Tonys, and the untouched pastry while they all exchanged “good-byes, “thank-yous,” and “love-yous.” Then she ushered them out of the conference room, down the hall, and into the elevator, giving her father one final hug.
“Mary, thanks so much!” Simon called to her.
“BYE, HONEY! LOVE YOU!”
“Love you, too!” Mary glimpsed her father’s eyes begin to glisten as the elevator doors slid closed. Something was still bothering him, but she didn’t know what or why. The doors had sealed shut and the elevator rattled downward, leaving her to her own thoughts. She felt so good that she could help him and Rachel, but so awful that the baby needed the transplant. Only four years old, and her young life had been a series of tests and chemo, needle pricks and IV ports. It couldn’t be possible that children suffered so much, yet she knew it happened every day, in every hospital in the country.
The other elevator doors slid open, and inside was Bennie Rosato, whose appearance never failed to intimidate Mary. Maybe it was because Bennie was her former boss and a superlawyer with a national reputation, or the fact that Bennie was six feet tall and towered over Mary, or the fact that Bennie always wore a khaki power suit, or that her curly blonde hair was always in an unruly topknot, proof that she was far too sensible to care about anything as dumb as hair.