Melanie began to make her way through the crowd toward the exit, holding the remaining picture in her hands. Whoever had taken it, that picture would have to count as the one she was supposed to leave behind. Jonathan was expecting her to leave with a copy and past experience told her that he was likely going to want her to mail it to him.
Pushing through the doors, Melanie exchanged the bright, artificial lights of the interior for the glaring sunlight of the parking lot. She smiled to herself as she looked down at the picture in her hands. It had been an exciting trip, and definitely a different step for Jonathan. She could not help but feel that the extravagant excursion had been his way of trying to make up to her for the disappointment of the night before. Her phone buzzed again as s
