Chapter 28Jeremy gave Uncle Jack a rundown of everything that happened. His uncle didn't look happy about any of it and for a while, the two sat in silence at the kitchen table. The light bulb in the fixture overhead hummed.
“So that was the last you heard from her? The text?” Jack said.
“Yeah. Nothing since.”
Jack said, “Have your phone?”
For a split second, Jeremy thought the sheriff had his phone. He clapped a hand onto his pocket. It was there. He fished it out. “Here they are.”
Jack took the phone, scrolled through the few messages. “And you didn't do anything between the time I left for work and you got to the diner?”
“I was in the rain.”
Jack looked up at the light bulb, as if a ghost was humming. “I understand.”
Jeremy went to the fridge. He poured them a couple of sodas an
