With a weary sigh, Kate shut and locked her outside door. Hefting the overnight bag over her shoulder, she made her way out to the curb, where a nervous looking M.T. stood, beside an equally unsure Penny. Or maybe they just appeared tense to Kate, who was feeling a little, well, panicky herself. “Tell me one more time,” Kate said, shoving her bag in the backseat of the car. “That I’m doing the right thing here.” M.T.’s face gave nothing away. “Kate…” “She’d go and see him anyway,” Penny intruded, leaning up against the trunk of Kate’s car. “You know Janessa. It’s much better that she’ll have you there.” M.T.…