Bag of Bones: Chapter 11 (pages 159-175)

The chapter opens with Mike waking up in the morning thinking there is someone in the bedroom with him, but surprise-it's just an old jacket he hung up and had forgotten about. Then King adds a neat little saying I had never heard before and (hopefully) has never been said in real life, Mike's so relieved that it's just a jacket he says, "Oh shit. Fuck me til I cry." Classy King, keep it up -the dialogue crackles.
Mike gets served with papers to come testify at a deposition concerning the upcoming custody trial. The person serving the papers is another cliche and the thing I like about King throughout this book is that he keeps saying his characters are cliche but they're not too cliche. George Footman, the process server, says "Don't fuck with Max Devore." Then Mike comes up with another line that would make it more cliche. Sorry King, your character is either a cliche or not a cliche. There's no such thing as "more" cliche, just as there is no such thing as being "more" unique. George Footman's cliche is that he's an alcoholic cop out on the take and will do anything for money. He'll beat you up or threaten you because he's getting paid by Max Devore.
Mike is upset about being served so he calls up a lawyer to see what can be done. Mike's talk with the lawyer is rather well done. King talks about the line that's crossed when a lawyer becomes your lawyer. It's a comforting feeling to know that someone has your back and that no matter what (as long as you pay) they will defend you and your actions. Unconditional love.
The bottom line is that the lawyer needs to represent Mattie. Mike agrees to talk to her about him paying for this high-priced lawyer and wonders if she will agree to let him help her. The lawyer tells Mike to only be seen with Mattie in public so that the townspeople will think they're not having sex. This doesn't make much sense. Unless Mattie or Mike are available for twenty-four viewing, there's no way to know if they are or not having sex. But whatever.
At the end of the chapter we get a brief history of Sara Laughs and the area around the lake. In the 1890's a group of forty or so "pretty special black people" settled the area and they were all in some kind of musical troupe with Sara Tidwell as the leader. They were well received around the area after initial hesitation by the whites and enjoyed a nice career in New England until they packed up in 1901. I really, really hope that this will be the ultimate "King magical black person" novel. Not just one magical black person but an entire settlement of special, magical black ghosts. That would be truly incredible and I do think that we are going to get it later on in the novel. I can't wait.