Jane had given herself a stern talking to on the way back to her apartment, then splashed her face with cold water, picked up the cheese straws, and headed back to the garden.
Seeing Memphis waiting for her she reminded herself not to be so silly, and that seeing everything as a threat was not a good idea. She smiled, a little, "Did I hear something about homemade lemonade? My Mom used to make that, so tart and refreshing."