Jay was contemplative, complacent, his hesitance is what she misinterpreted as disinterest. She hadn’t given him enough time to register. To think, they hadn’t seen each other in two months. The spark had been gone. She’d even said so. It was her idea. He had a new life now, he was in college again, he was now older, he’d just gotten used to being free. He’d sacrificed, obeyed her wishes. He had tried to forget about her. He couldn’t decide if her quirks were what he could deal with anymore. He was going to call and settle this once and for all. Their seven years was coming to an end. He couldn’t live like this anymore. He called, left a voicemail, she had no cell phone, so he knew she’d be on her way home, expecting a call from him.
“Kayla, meet me at campus tomorrow, I’ll be there at twelve, and leave at two, show up sometime if you want to talk, I want to know your plans for us. Concrete real plans. You’re going to need to think ahead on this one, don’t waste our time.â€?