Caleb
Everything in my cabin looks wrong.
Feels wrong.
It’s been two days since Miranda left, and it’s impossible to return to my old ways. I’ve changed.
She changed me.
The cabin seems empty without her. And strangely, it no longer feels like a memorial for Jen and Gretchen. Not that their memories have been erased. No, if anything, I feel more honoring of them. More determined to track down their killer and get closure. But I also get that it’s time to start living again.
Holing up here alone, making myself a hermit, doesn’t feel right any more.
I want more.
Need more.
Fuck, I miss Miranda. I miss the hell out of her, actually.
I look at my cell phone, where I stored her number. Of course, I can’t get service from my cabin. But maybe it’s worth driving into town. I can see if P
