Never Look Back (Coming Home Book 2)

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an arrangement to be delivered to her at the guesthouse. 
    I don’t think roses are appropriate since this is about friendship and not romance. There are a couple of options to pick from that hopefully won’t send her the wrong idea. I finally settle on a bouquet of sunflowers. If you’ve ever seen a field of sunflowers before, you know how beautiful they are especially first thing in the morning. I fill out a bit of information for the delivery, put in my payment method and verify the address is correct. One more click and the order is complete. I hold my breath for a moment hoping I did the right thing.
     

 

     
    I wake up and rub the knot that has formed in the back of my neck. I have no idea what time it is, but I know I was awake a good bit of the night.  I look around the apartment and see the sun shining through the patio blinds so it must be mid-morning. For just one small moment, I had that little bit of hope last night. Talking to Jennifer on the phone gave me a slight bit of encouragement that there could still be a chance for us. But as the conversation continued, I think I only pushed her further away. I said some pretty ugly things just before she hung up on me.
    I still can’t believe I was able get Rebecca’s phone from the hotel. That was pretty slick on my part. I just knew she was going to show up here banging on the door causing a scene but she didn’t. Surprisingly, she never tried calling her phone from the hotel line either. It’s like she gave up and figured it wasn’t’ worth the effort. The way I feel towards her, if she had shown up here, I probably would have smashed the phone before giving it back to her. I despise her that much.
    After several failed attempts to get a reply from Jennifer using my phone and Rebecca’s, I gave up since both phones were about to die and needed to be charged. I was so worked up, I didn’t bother getting up off of the couch before falling asleep.
    Speaking of phones, I look around me and see both phones on the coffee table. I grab the phone in the pink case and turn it on. What’s it going to hurt sending another text message to Jennifer?
    I slide my finger over the screen to turn the phone on and I notice the screen appears different. I look in the right hand corner to check for service since sometimes reception can be limited here, but there are no bars lit up. In fact, the symbol indicating no service is staring back at me. I’m sure it’s just where I’m sitting so I stand up and move over by the door. Sure enough, the screen remains the same. I attempt to make a phone call, but a recorded operator tells me the phone I am using is no longer a working phone.
    Shit!” I say out loud. I should have known Rebecca would have the phone disconnected. I guess anyone who had their phone taken would do the same thing, but I thought for sure Rebecca would put up more of a fight to get her phone back.
    I scroll through the phone to see if there might be something here that gives me some idea of where Jennifer is. Surely there’s a text message or an unusual phone number in the call log with a different prefix. I could call from my phone to check any number that wasn’t ordinary. But nothing looks suspicious. Most of the numbers called were programed in with names and Jennifer’s number doesn’t appear anywhere in the list. I look again to make sure Jennifer’s number is still listed as a contact and it is. Maybe I was wrong and the two of them have not been in touch after all. I find that to be highly unlikely though.
    Next, I go through the text messages. One by one, I read them and still nothing about Jennifer. Even the texts between Rebecca and her boyfriend don’t mention anything related to me or Jennifer. There are other texts between people I don’t know, apparently family members of Rebecca’s or people she goes to school with. I come up empty handed.
    Next, I look through the pictures that are saved on the phone. It’s frustrating to

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