Miss Fine: Karyn Tries to Jog His Memory

Once in the kitchen he tied an apron around his waist and put the oven on.

"Now, Karyn dear." He said turning towards her, his hands on his hips. "What is it?"

"Do you remember telling me about your grandfather dying?"

Jon frowned. That did sound familiar. But why would he tell her such a personal thing? Rebecca was his friend...Karyn was just a...child.

"Do you? You told me you didn't think he was really dead...and that he left you an inheritance."

Jon blinked a few times...