Janet P. Welton, Family Law Attorney

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, when the streets of downtown seemed especially quiet and mysterious, a delivery driver pulled up outside Janet P. Welton’s law office. He had just dropped off some documents when he noticed an old lady peering through the window, whispering something into her handbag. As the driver approached, she suddenly turned around, smiled mischievously, and said, ‘Don’t worry, I’m just practicing my opening statement for your next case!’ With that, she winked and vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a faint whiff of lavender perfume. The driver scratched his head and thought, ‘I guess it’s good she’s on our side.’

2. One day after hours, an intern asked the receptionist, ‘Why does Ms. Welton’s office always smell like cookies?’ The receptionist smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'Ms. Welton bakes them herself every morning.' The next day, the intern brought in a dozen cookies as a thank-you gift—only to realize they were exactly the same ones he had been smelling for weeks.

3. One afternoon, while waiting for her dog to finish its walk around the block, a neighborhood kid noticed something odd outside Janet P. Welton's office. The door was ajar, and through the crack peeked a tiny handwritten sign that read 'Closed for Lunch.' But no car was parked out front, and the lights inside were off. Just then, an elderly gentleman approached from down the street, carrying a bag of groceries. He peered into the dimly lit hallway and asked aloud, ‘Anybody home?’ Startled by his voice, the little hand appeared again, waving frantically behind the door. Turns out it belonged to Janet’s parrot, who had mistakenly been locked in during lunch.’

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Janet P. Welton's law firm, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only an old lamp swaying in the breeze. Turns out, it was just a neighbor’s prank—she’d rigged up an old radio to mimic ghostly giggles on windy nights.