Chapter 5When Renée entered the cafeteria, or the cafe, as Jenny called it, she didn’t see Jenny at once. She moved toward the torch mural, which was a variation on SearchLight’s lighthouse emblem. Her gazed skated over the seated people before snapping back to Jenny, who’d done quite a bit with the little bit of time she’d been given. Her hair was down; that was the first thing Renée noticed. It was shorter than when they’d been together, just brushing her shoulders in wavy locks. Its honey color was even more stunning now, catching and holding the sunbeams coming in through the skylight over her head. There was a bouquet of flowers in a paper cup in the middle of the table at which she sat.
Jenny’s blue-gray gaze was traveling around the room, seeking…Then she saw Renée and her whole fa
