Mrs. Stanley would not have known her with the laughter and sparkle in her eyes. If the forenoon seemed long it was only because she was in such a hurry to be with dad again…and away from Aunt Irene. Aunt Irene was trying to pump her…about grandmother and mother and her life at 60 Gay. Jane was not going to be pumped, much to Aunt Irene’s disappointment. Questioned she ever so cleverly, Jane had a disconcerting “yes” or “no” for every question and still more disconcerting silence for suggestive remarks that were disguised questions. “So your grandmother Kennedy is good to you, Janie?” “Very good,” said Jane unflinchingly. Well, grandmother was good to her. There were St. Agatha’s and the music lessons and the pretty clothes, the limousine and the balanced meals as evidence. Aunt Irene had looked carefully at all her clothes. “She never had any use for your father, you know, Janie. I thought perhaps she might take her spite out on you.
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