Father Carter smiled faintly, his heart also a bit moved by the fact that Jane Sampson, despite appearing quite youthful, clearly knew how to advance and retreat, understanding what could be asked and what should not. Even if she asked what she shouldn't, she wouldn't push the matter to the end and could admit her mistake in time.
Being around such a girl should be quite relaxing, so Father Carter thought. No wonder his eldest son got along so well with this little miss.
"Didn't get too scared today, did you? Where are you hurt?" Father Carter opened the car door, letting Jane wait inside the car while asking these questions, his voice sounding very gentle.
"If I said I wasn't scared, that wouldn't seem truthful. To be honest, I was a little frightened." Jane's heart was still suspended in that moment; every minute Coco Edwards hadn't been rescued, every minute the first responders hadn't arrived, she hadn't dared to breathe.
