What the hell was going on? Father Anthony pulled a chair around to her bedside, sat and took her hand. xxx sex Joe had to calm me down before he could tell me what was what. When he was done it was Jane’s turn to nod. I’m Jane! She wanted somebody else to come and…what? She had been sleeping a great deal with the help of the sedatives the doctor had prescribed and was feeling much better, physically at least. Then the last few days were upon them. Even though she was sure Chrissy had actually meant to kill her, she also knew that Chrissy was sick and that she, Jane, was at least partially responsible for her condition. That’s the only reason I switched colleges, really: so I can come home on weekends and make sure you’re taking care of it.”
The implications of his last remark were not lost on Jane. She stared at him in disbelief, her mouth hanging open. “Jane, she tried to kill you!”
“I know, I know. And more importantly, had she been alone? She was loved, truly loved, and she would be seeing him again soon. Jane was happy. It wasn’t until they had entered Boston and were driving down Beacon Street that she began to suspect what Peter had done. Janey, I tied his hands to the chair behind him!
