more unsteady；
and she didn't dare take a drink of water lest her trembling hand spill
it； but she managed。 She kept her eyes on the lawyer； pletely
blotting out the man to his right。
When did she meet Jeff？ How long had she known him before their
marriage？ How long had they been married？ Where did his family live？
Her family？ How many members in each？
The questions grew more personal。 What had Jeff done for a living？
How long had he done it？ Annual ine？ Rising or steady？ Did their
parents help them financially？ Did they travel？ How often and where to？
How much rent did she pay each month？
Had Anne been herself； she would have been annoyed with the questions。
When； after an hour of questions； they took a short break； her lawyer
explained； 〃He has to establish a lifestyle。 He needs to determine the
way you live in order to estimate the value of your loss。〃
〃I lost Jeff！ How do you put a dollar sign on that？〃
The lawyer shrugged； and when they returned to the table； Anne was on
the hot seat again。 Had she loved her husband？ Had they been faithful to
one another？ What had she done when he was away on business？
Did she have friends？ Did she have male friends？
Anne responded in a low voice； willing it to be steady； but she couldn't
hide the shake of the hand she used to wipe away tears。
Mitch whispered something to his lawyer； w