They all sat in the living room of Bryce McAllister’s big restored Victorian. Jenny really wished this meeting could have taken place almost anywhere else, because ever since she was a little girl, she’d been intimidated by Bryce. Part of her reaction to him was due to his brusque manner, she knew, but she’d never felt comfortable around him. For all she knew, the three elders had decided to meet here exactly because it was the one place in Jerome that Jenny was least likely to feel at all comfortable.
Not that she would have felt comfortable even if they’d gathered at her Aunt Tricia’s house. Tricia was definitely in “elder” mode, mouth tight and blue eyes worried, the laugh lines around them more pronounced than usual. Allegra Moss looked more distracted than anything else, but Jenny ha
