I could only conclude that it was Jane he was happy to see, because even though he and I were friends—or we had been before he was forced to lecture me—he still had his doubts about me. It hurt a little, but I’d have to get over it. Standing, he gestured toward the two visitors’ chairs in front of his desk. “Have a seat, please.” “Thanks,” I murmured as we both sat. He moved around the desk and sat down in his chair. “How are you doing, Jane? I know this is a rough time for you. Is there anything you want from me?” And with that, he won my complete approval. “Oh, I’m fine,” she said quickly. “Thank you. That’s not why we’re here.” “Then to what do I owe the pleasure? Are you having problems with the Valentine’s Parade?” I laughed. “None that you can fix, but thank you for asking.”
