The cafe owner walked over to Jessica's table. "What can I get you sheriff?" he asked. You really look like you could use it." Jessica smiled up into his kind face and asked, "What would you suggest?" The man thought for a moment, his index finger to his lips. "Corn chowder and coffee coming right up."

Jessica leaned back in her chair, trying to relax but not fall asleep. She watched the owner make his way back across the cafe. She gazed at those around the place, seeing Mindy with the priest. She could tell the girl was worried about something, but she figured that Mindy would come to her when she was ready or needed help.