Chapter 41

He didn't know why he followed the girl. Maybe it was her resemblance to Jane  though she was taller and curvier with lighter hair, the resemblance was undeniable. She also shared an aura of innocence and vulnerability with her older sister. Where they differed was in Jane's toughness and ability to take care of herself. Lucy was softer, an easier target. Mack hadn't liked the way she had glanced furtively around after the boy, Matthew, had left seconds earlier, and then excused herself from her family to hurry after him.

Jane had been deep in discussion with some women she had formerly associated with. They had been fascinated by her dark, gothic looks and the massive rock her husband had placed on her finger. It'd been amusing to watch the vacillation between disapproval and envy on their faces. Jane's parents had sat in discomfort as the community stiffly acknowledged one of their fallen sheep. He was beginning to understand the difference between shunning and disconnection from t