Jane set the biscuit she had nibbling back on the saucer.  "Oh, that sounds lovely.  I so do want to be helpful and part of making life better for others like Mama does with her groups.  Do let me know when to arrive and I will be there."  She agreed.

Mrs. Ripley was listening letting the younger ladies visit enjoying the friendship that seems to be growing.  It was a parent's worst nightmare to see one of their children seemingly permanently injured and not being able to help make it better for them.  She and her husband had done all they could to find a cure or treatment.  It had been getting back into the music with a piano back in Sweden with the nuns that had brought that heart they knew was in Jane back alive.  Now, this would improve things all the more.