Lockheed remained in the kitchen--not only finishing his ice cream sundae, but opening the freezer to get to more ice cream. Kitty smiled at Jay after he opened the door. It was a nice thought, but it wasn't necessary.

"Thanks." This was her kind of weather. Having spent her winters in Deerfield, New York and England? She was perfectly at home with this. "I want to help you, Jay. I am here to help, advise, assist, in whatever you need help with. But I don't know what your needs are. Could you explain them to me?"