"Yes," Jackson said. This would serve as a good lesson for his daughter, albeit a painful one. "You can only speak to the people you trust, not just anyone."

Jacqueline listened to her father, and her mind traveled to the look on Morris' face before she had left. Morris had given her a pleading look, pulling her hand. Why had he looked at her like that?

Jacqueline loved Morris' music and wanted to be his friend. It would be nice if he hadn’t used her. She felt sad at the thought, and it seemed