Charles
Jane couldn't help but laugh at his offer of liquor to make it up to her. "No, thank you though. It really is all right. I just have to realize that I am not who he or any man wants or needs, I suppose. In this world, it does not seem as important as it did in our time."
She let laughter cover her emotions. Something she had always done, but she was using it more now to help her mask things. She only hoped it worked.