"I feel so guilty," confessed Jesse. "I left Mac at his house when I went away on my two-week holiday and, with one thing and another, three weeks have gone by. I'm not a very good friend if I make him spend the little free time he has taking care of my dog."
"He seemed pretty satisfied with the task," said Geneva politely.
"He always does. That's the problem."
Geneva smiled. Her round face and tiny eyes were almost new to Kathy. She had only seen her brief moments during the two days of Mrs. Sloan's funeral and they had never talked. Suddenly, Geneva's eyes, which were looking absorbed at Jesse, turned to her.
"Katherine, would you come with me to the library for a minute? I'd really like to talk to you about something," she said.
"Sure," answered Kathy in complete surprise. Then she looked at Jesse out of the corner of her eye, as if seeking an adjournment of their unfinished conversation.
"I'll take Mac upstairs," was all he said, nodding slightly.