Jessie's throat tightened. She met his gaze. "Yes."

As she reached the door, she caught a pained, angered voice from behind. "Jessie!"

She glanced down, seething. “Ever think of this day when you ditched me? I'm not a spring chicken anymore, Albert. I want to settle down.

Is that too much to ask? Butt out and mind your own business!"

With that, she swung the door open, ready to depart.