"Poor Cass," she thought, folding the newspaper. "What a horrible way for him to lose Frankie."
She realized almost at once that she was grieving more for Cass' loss than for Frankie's death. She wished she could be there to comfort him.
To comfort him? Just to comfort him?
She had to face the truth. Deep down, she was hoping that Frankie's death would give her another chance with Cass. She felt ashamed, but there it was.
"It's much too soon," she thought. "Give him time to heal."
But Kathleen knew she would return to Bay City.