Jack liked to buy women things. For his mother, he bought the jewelry he always thought his father should have showered her with. For his sister, the latest gadgets for her kitchen, because she liked to pretend that she could cook. For his secretary, daisies Mondays and some other kind of flower, depending on the season, Wednesdays. His three nieces had their college books paid for every term. He frequently treated homeless women to meals at his favorite café. His wife got just about anything she wanted—jewelry, gadgets, the works. And his girlfriends did, too—well, except a commitment.