"Oh, it's my own fault...my head was in the clouds." She waved his offer to help off with a shake of her hand. Cleaning up the mess the broken vase created would at least give her something to do once he left. Perhaps Jo could even make a project of resembling it. Maybe even with gold like the Japanese did. At least then it would be worthy of selling in an antique shop.

Aaron's name caught Jo wildly off guard, her eyes widening at the realization that this man had no idea her brother-in-law passed over a month ago. "I'm ... I'm sorry to inform you Mr. Asteroid ... well, he's dead. A little over a month ago now" Jo announced rather bluntly. Death had never been one of her strongsuits. It was an inevitable fact of life, she knew, and she had been involved in the careful excavation of human remains. But, those were skeletons or mummies (more often skeletons)... they weren't puffy, putrid, defecating corpses. The single corpse she had ever seen before it was properly disposed of still haunted her. No, death wasn't a topic she handled well.

"But I can help you find it?" She followed her crass announcement up immediately. "There aren't many books hidden around here from what I've seen. What color is the binding?"