Jennie couldn’t tear herself from the images on the TV. So much smoke. So many emergency vehicles going in and out. She felt like she was watching the news coverage of a horrible event, similar to the tragedy of September eleventh.
And Bennett was on the scene. Her fingers went round and round each other, but she couldn"t look away.
She’d initially been disappointed when he’d cancelled their brunch. At least she’d had advanced warning, even if she had to endure several very annoying texts from her “older” brother.
She’d reminded Jason that he was four minutes older than her, and had been pushy even inside the womb. She gave him no answers, only that Bennett had helped her with her kiln that morning and they were supposed to meet up to eat.
It doesn’t mean anything. That had been the la
