Though Jack had prepared a delicious light lunch, she pushed her food around, nibbling here and there. Dave didn’t fare much better. He swallowed his bites as if they were spoonfuls of sawdust. She gave Jack a look of apology.

Even though she believed Dave when he said his worry wasn’t because he loved Agnes, Rose waged war against her jealous uprisings. She couldn’t be the help she promised him she would be unless she could make peace, not with a treaty that left both sides sligh...