The next morning when I woke up, Jane and Ruth were already down in the kitchen drinking coffee.
“Where's Jackson?” I asked Ruth.
“He got a call in the middle of the night and left right away. Said he had a big deal in the works and that he gave you a box he wanted me to have.”
Jane started to fix some eggs while I went up to the attic to retrieve the box. I had had a good idea of what Jackson left so I wasn't too surprised when Ruth pried open the lid to find nine thousand dollars in cash.
“Well, Bill it looks as though Jackson enjoyed his visit an awful lot,” Ruth said.
“He seemed pretty happy last night.”
“Does this mean that you two are going to go back to the city?” Jane asked nervously.
“Not without you,” laughed Ruth. “Not without our little flute girl.”
