Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven. Lisa May.
I cannot deny it has been nice having Jason back to a somewhat normal routine, even if he is a little preoccupied, wanting to find the murderer. I cannot blame him. I would have gotten myself all churned up inside, second guessing myself and our relationship, if not for both Diana and Pamela. Apparently, both Jessie and Smithy are the same. Found zoning out, furrows on their brows. Diana, who has known Jessie the longest, said it is par for the course, being with police officers. Especially when they have a case to crack and it is proving more difficult then they would like.
Princess purrs around my feet. Honestly, I have nearly tripped over her four or five times already. I don’t mind. To be fair, I am thankful she is not on my kitche
