Jesse looked at his watch. It was midnight. Renee should have been home fifteen minutes ago. He went to the front door and opened it. He was worried. It had started snowing and sticking to the ground. Maybe she was just driving slower due to the weather. He closed the door and went back into the living room. He picked up his phone and called her. It just rang until her voicemail picked up. Why hadn’t she called him to tell him she’d be late? And why wasn’t she picking up the phone?
He kept trying to call her but every time it just rang and went to voicemail. He knew she wouldn’t run away. He had Christian. And she had called him to let him know she was on the way home. He was pacing the living room, calling her number over and over. After thirty minutes, someone finally picked up. Jesse g
