Chapter Four
There was a secret place in her life, that Jack knew nothing about. She made up her mind early on that she wouldn't tell him about her life outside the coffee house. She'd already told him about Blue, and that was probably a mistake. The reason for her hapless living arrangements: Franny had never been a woman of responsibility and she'd never been in any stable relationship. Leaving home as a teenager, she was old in ways of scrapping for things, and compromising what flimsy principles she might have had. Surviving gave her guts, making her cunning and instincts sharp, but she was still innocent at twenty four, naive and unfamiliar with what her heart longed for. There was too much time taken up in getting by. The only thing she'd ever fixed on were s****l fantasies, and the
