Mable giggled at the text. She was probably a bit much for Jack to handle. He was much more uptight then she was, it probably drove him crazy and not in a good way. Oh well, she was who she was and she wasn't ashamed of it. She would work hard to help in anyway she could.
She slipped into a winter white dress, brown boots and pulled her hair up. She felt so sophisticated.
She added some perfume, a hand bag, sun glasses and decided to go without jewelry. She fed the cats and sat down reading while she waited for Jack.