*Frannie*
I sit at the large mahogany desk in the grand library and study the books and ledgers Jack has set before me with almost as much concentration as I study him. He lounges on a couch near the window, looking through a black ledger as though he is seeking an answer to a puzzle that baffles him.
I have known Jack for a good many years. He has always been like an older brother, looking out for me, making certain no one ever harms me or hurts my feelings. It surprised me this evening when he purposely led the Luna to believe something improper was afoot. It makes me wonder why he cares what the Luna thinks of him and why he wants it to be unflattering. While I have never known him to be afraid of anything, I’m well aware he studiously avoids any entanglements that might involve the h
