Lysette, Jenny’s mother, came into the gallery on Tuesday afternoon, a time carefully calculated to give her daughter enough space after returning to Jerome, but also a time when the gallery would most likely be dead quiet and they could have a little mother-daughter chat.
Or at least, that was how Jenny saw it. She didn’t mind, actually, because she wanted to talk to her mother about Colin. Maybe that was jumping the g*n, but she thought she’d better get a few things straightened out in her head before she saw him again. When he was around, she tended to get so wrapped up in being with him that she pushed the less pleasant aspects of their relationship aside.
Lysette gave a quick glance around as she entered the gallery, then nodded slightly, as if satisfied that the place was empty of
